Risen

We have come far, my master and I.

From the desert heart of my country, the forbidden sands, I have laboured in my masters name. I have brought him to this cold and wet land to seek his revenge on those who violated the tomb of his love.

And so I read from the scroll. To return my master from the afterlife. To raise his mummified corpse and allow his divinity to exact retribution.

I chant from the scroll of life. Knowing that soon I must commit my own. As I draw the knife across my wrists, I shout...

Kharis!