grandsword

omega wandered alone on the ruined surface of earth. it having been sealed off from those either coming or going as one final favor from the Chrona council, so he could defeat his final enemy. his warrior half, which he'd split off to live a human life. it was a clash fought before on the mental plain, between two halves of the same whole. one, a broken old man, with a hero's soul. the other..the warrior blood boiling within, looking for vengeance. ever since that part of him awoke, it had fought him for control. and now, they were clashing to decide what fate would befall earth. good, or evil. life, or death. peace..or devastation. and it w