To long, far to long have I waited to hold these pages in my hands again. The demon stands by my side, and all around us lay the dead. I laughed as I licked the blood from my steel. He screamed in rage and relished in the destruction. I've swallowed the soul of the one I loved. She fell at my feet and I laughed all the louder. Another woman had come into my life. Worthless, utterly worthless excuse for a human. She has no mind, let the fool walk away. What does it matter? I have my equipment, my dark friend stands beside me, my other friends are near. I go now to bury the dead. I feel alive again, and I hunger for the road that lies ahead.
-- The Vagrant Soul
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Tome of the Vagrant Soul
I am one who wanders, but I am not lost.
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