In The End [Wings]

I tried so hard, And got so far
But in the end, It doesn't even matter
I had to fall, To lose it all
But in the end, It doesn't even matter

Reality is never welcoming for the mind I have been given. It has abandoned me, and left me as a weak victim for the monster to consume. Not much options were left. It was kill, or be torn to little shreds by my own mind and soul. Oh, what a bloody death it would be if the monster won. Alas, it proves no gain to think of what could be. For the monster shall not win, when fighting my commands.

Blood can cure. Surely, it may seem to you that the statement is confusing. But once you have stepped foot into my world, you would understand the full meaning behind my insanity. Behind the cannibalistic rages and the homicidal actions. Oh how I wish things could have stayed the same. Oh how I wish I never stepped closer to the gorgeous girl by the docks. I wish I never sunk my sharp teeth deep into her tissues, just to quench a thirst. A thirst that leads me to death each day.

In hopes of finding the death that welcomes me, I set foot on a journey to a well-known battle field. On top of a volcano is where I went, carrying a bag of simple supplies. Around my waits is a belt, holding a large trident, covered in the blood of my victims, and a long, serrated knife, worn from the use. Around my shoulders, wrapped tightly and comfortably, is my bow and arrows. There it shall rest until the time comes.

When the figure popped into view, I readied myself, for this would be the battle I was looking for. The battle inside, where I would conquer the blood lust. I had to win.

I will win.

-OOC:
Rules;
-50 DMG limit
-3 weapons max
-You may leave the battle at any time
-1 intro post first
-No changing attacks to get the best move

Note:
I will add more rules if any are thought up.