Something is Waking

                 I felt something. Something is waking. Was it part of the summoning? No, it feels different, something I have not felt before. Strange. Unique. Human? It’s gone. Something sparked, something is waking. A feeling of something I would welcome. My powers grow deeper every day, powers none other can contend with. My powers. My power is great. Soon it will be time; soon it will be time for me to show the world how great my powers are. No others expect what I’m capable of. I will lay waste to the land above. I will rule with blood, with axe and sword. All shall come to fear me. I shall honor the call, but my powers are greater than my commander. Loyalty, I believe in loyalty to the cause. They will see how great I’ve become; they will praise me. I will show them what I’m capable of. They don’t know; they don’t know all I’ve created. They have no vision. They don’t feel what I am capable of feeling. They would not have the powers to feel what wakes. Yet I did. I will know, and I will prepare. I will reign with terror from my awakening. I see everything.