Upon the field of war, so grim and grey
The victors stood and viewed the fray
The ruins of their enemies lay
But one survivor, didst catch their eye
His garb was strange, not of this land
No colors did he bear, in his hand
He seemed to come from another realm
A creature, not of any helm
The leaders approached, with curious mind
And asked of him, "What art thou to find?"
But the man was silent, not a word he said
Till one word, didst from his lips be shed
"Slaughter", he didst utter with a grin
And with that, the leaders knew not to begin
For in his eyes, they saw the gleam
Of one who sought to end their dream
And so, they left him there to roam
For in that word, they knew his goal
To bring destruction, to all and all
And leave behind, a battlefield so tall.
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