Some are born into greatness, some have to earn it. All must pass through despair and desolation for it. For tis with great sacrifice that the weapons of war may bring victory.
War breeds hatred, hatred breeds conflict, conflict breeds war. The never ending cycle spins.
I AM THE MERCHANT OF DEATH.
THE BRINGER OF THE END.
THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS.
LET THE FACTORIES OF WAR AND MUTILATION BE PUT TO WORK, FOR I WILL SUPPLY ENDLESS SUFFERING AND PAIN THROUGH MY MACHINES.
LET THOSE THAT WISH TO SEE THE UNIVERSE BURN BEWARE, FOR THE MERCHANT OF DEATH HOLDS ONLY ALLEGIANCE TO THE BRINGERS OF THE PLAGUE.