Last time on the executioner :... "In the First Age, in the First Judgment, when the world cracked beneath the weight of its own sins, he rose.
Born not of flesh, nor of heaven, nor of hell — but from wrath itself, shaped by a war older than memory.
He was forged in the aftermath of the Dragon War, where light and corruption clashed, and where two staffs split the fabric of creation and destruction.
When the brothers warred, and the corruption bled into the hearts of men, he came. Cloaked in silence, guided by flame, wielding axes that howled with the voices of the damned.
He did not come to save. He came to judge.
Serial killers, defilers, liars in golden thrones, monsters in human skin — all were seen. All were marked.
He cast no mercy. He spoke no name. He branded sin into bone, shattered souls with chains of regret, and dragged the unrepentant screaming through the Gallows Gate.
The black flames of judgment never flickered. The dead never stopped wailing. And when his eyes glowed crimson, entire cities confessed in terror.
They named him many things: Death's Warden. The Final Sentence. The Executioner.
And even now, as the corruption crawls back into the world, as the balance shivers, and the guilty gather in shadows... he stirs again.
For sin never sleeps.
And neither does he."
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