The crusades have been going on for over 110 years, he had been created for this, to kill, defile and dismember the enemy. He had fought in countless battles on countless worlds and slaughtered countless enemy soldiers. He had been wounded numerous times, but his body was built to take this level of damage, his armor was worn and damaged, but it was built layer upon layer from the spoils of war.
His weapons were ready, his scythe sharp and bloody, his gun ready to cut down the enemy…he stood upon the crushed bones of his enemies, ready to destroy them and reunite them with their so called God. Death was his passion, his purpose…his religion.
He was a “Defiler” he had gained this title by being the best, a death dealer, a murder demon, a blunt instrument of destruction. He had an obligation to the cause, to his legion of demons, to live up to his title…and he would do so. He would slaughter, massacre and devour the enemy today, tomorrow, for all eternity.
Photos by Stelios Demiras (Mr Black Publications)
