Firebird 2.0's poem
Bounce and slaughter like a
Mad sparrow, but fight with
Intelligence as only a stork
could have, except with fire.
warriorswift's poem
The swift warrior flying through
the hells slaying as he goes, lightning
flowing behind him like a tattered
old
cloak loves to kill at least one
hundred
magistrates.
0628727998@orange.nl's poem
Diablo, Lord of Destruction,
I grant to Thee mine aid.
Diablo, eternal warrior,
Who seeketh Death in all place.
From Tristam to Lut Gholein,
Thy infernal hordes spawn with Thee.
I'd love to hack and slash,
May it be with Thee.
The Light Magi's poem
As I reap I see one hundred souls
rising,
thanking me for my kindness.
As I kill I see two hundred ghosts
disappearing,
asking to do a favor.
As I slaughter I see three hundred
angels rising,
hoping that I kill Diablo.
Flameox's poem
Anything in my path burns,
causing demon fires,
which destroy innocent people,
who drop all their gold,
I am rich.
Doomwarrior 4.0's poem
As i smash my way through dungeons
and cells,
all bow before me or die! If any
refuse,
They are tortured in a most hideous
way.
Their guts are torn out,
and their bones sizzle in sulphuric
acid,
Until all that is left is pulp.
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