(A tattered note was received in the VWF fan mail, May 2009...)
The Crusader of Sacrifice will not be returning from China. Upon a bed of stone he lies, sheets of crimson. A broken heart, impaled on the manifestation of his soul, of his purpose, slain by his own hand to guide a world shrouded in darkness to a brighter future. His journey is at an end now, his mind is at peace; the price is paid in blood and the Crusade is over.
A world rests upon one knee. The nightmare is no more.
