Lilith (Abaddon)
Wanted Pirate
You might be wondering why I am writing this. The answer is my good friend, Jack Ironhawk, didn't live to tell the tale. I found his diary on the cold ground of the gold room.
I got to the gold room and found the lifeless body of my dear friend laying on the ground. His diary was sticking out of his coat, so I grabbed it and started looking through it. Meanwhile, I felt like I was being watched. I fought my way out of the cave and left.
Now, I've been hearing the myths about The Legend himself, The Dark Knight, but I never believed, until I started to see THE SIGNS.
I felt his presence EVERYWHERE. Then I started seeing him anywhere I'd go.
It felt like the walls had ears and eyes..
Watching from the dark...
Watching from far away...
Watching from every corner...
Watching from up above...
I might not survive to tell you everything, but you must know that he ca-
I got to the gold room and found the lifeless body of my dear friend laying on the ground. His diary was sticking out of his coat, so I grabbed it and started looking through it. Meanwhile, I felt like I was being watched. I fought my way out of the cave and left.
Now, I've been hearing the myths about The Legend himself, The Dark Knight, but I never believed, until I started to see THE SIGNS.
I felt his presence EVERYWHERE. Then I started seeing him anywhere I'd go.
It felt like the walls had ears and eyes..
Watching from the dark...
Watching from far away...
Watching from every corner...
Watching from up above...
I might not survive to tell you everything, but you must know that he ca-
