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They say you will scorch the seas themselves

Scarred by rage and despair

Where the wicked are sent

Led by the fires of vengeance

A time will come when you are consumed by your own desires

What is a ship but floating bones?

For a soul whose irse is unfathomable

Even in death, their gaze never wavers

Hunt your enemies to the end of the world

At times, your skin prickles and your hairs stand on end...

What horrors did you inflict upon this one?