Upon his touch Gabriel's mind became open to all of his wanton thoughts and plans for him. It was as if the message always was there, just kept under some mnemonic lock and key. This was the bond, a union of construct and immortal. The power within Requiem's gift was overwhelming, and yet no emotion came over the huge man. The plan of attack was simple. Strike at the heart of the darkness. Those who refuse to be saved shall and will endure the rough seas to come.
The soldier let a quick smile fall from his lips. At last! A purpose! A sense of belonging! Rising, Sands faced to the West.
"So many are lost. I can see their hope fading before my very eyes. Reliant on false idols, false gods, such attrocities shall no longer be over sighted and allowed to flourish. There is but one God. One Father, One Holy Spirit. So many of them have simply forgotten their lord, but I will see to it that they never utter such blasphemy again. The demons which prey on these souls shall burn. Those who shall be cast into the sea will drown upon the tempest waves. I can see it all so clearly now. Thank you."
Gabriel let the sea breeze touch his skin and roll through his red mane of hair.
" What is left of them is where I shall go. I shall do battle with their false gods and defeat each and every one of them. With the lord guiding my hand and your wisdom, we shall not fail."
This message has been edited by RegimeLord on Sep 19, 2007 10:54 PM
