
Alone in a dead universe,
Wrapped in chains of his own hatred,
Imprisoned in a cage of immortal fears,
Exterminis, Lord of Chaos and Destruction, rages.
He gathers icy, black motes
Of primordial chaos.
He infuses them into the tiniest sliver
from his chains of hatred.
He shapes the blade
With his indomitable will.
He tempers the blade
With his undying rage.
He sharpens the blade
With his pain and suffering.
He brings the blade to life
With his own immortal essence.
The PainBlade awakens
It knows its place.
It will seek a champion
Across time and space.
Find one who is worthy
And corrupt their mortal soul.
Plunge the world into darkness,
Destroy creation whole.