Akuma

Soul stealing demon from places unknown,
On the dark winds of hell, this one has flown,
His raggedy clothes sewn from souls he has stolen,
Black to the core, he is one of the fallen,
Eyes of no colour, never the same,
Hair a deep brown, Akuma's his name,
six feet tall, heavily built, a large man,
combat his power is something very few can,
This barefooted demon came into the hall,
when he found his chair missing, he raised up so tall,
his face went bright red, and outside he stormed,
raising his arms, amongst curses, he warned,
Leave darkshade behind, or face all your death,
see if you all can face it's bitter breath,
Upon the horizon, a wave of fire burned,
Sweeping towards the hall, this bright wave turned,
Bravely, defenders of Darkshade made their stand,
Determined not to be driven in fear from their land,
With magic and skill, they saved Darkshade Hall,
Hero's, these brave men and women stand tall.

Nicholas Bronson

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