Bray Wyatt inspired promo 3

I have been asleep for what feels like a millennium. 

I have been awakened by a ferocious feeling inside my chest. 
A constant heavy weight is pulling my heart into an aspiring sanctuary of hope.

That word, HOPE. 
I thought i once had hope but, it vanished, like the ashes of my fallen comrade, it died! 

I was a different entity during those lighter days. During the days when the sun would come out and smile at me and wish me pleasantries as i followed along a path that would lead me, eventually, to endless creations. 
Creations that became my world, my obsession, my power, all that i could see and do was create endless imaginative worlds and i became one with my inner darkness. 
Defining the world's end, the tales of misery and how i became obsolete in the light.
How the light that i found, burned out. 

I couldn't look at the light anymore, i had to retreat, run away and save myself before driving myself into madness. I hid the light from my eyes, knowing that if i ever did look at it again, I would fail to understand my own set of guidance and rules i set upon me. 

The light was like a spellcaster, an enchantress with such divine beauty, the voice of such desire, i was on fire and only the light could put me out. 

The time has come to re-discover the light, to re-imagine what possibilities come with such nuance in this new age we live in. 

Much time has passed in the days of our last sighting, the shadows are reaching out and building creations that will last forever. 
I have assembled a legion of loyal champions, a legion of defenders who have taken me away from the solitude of misery and into the company of a loyal army. 

I have moved on from hell hounds, chewing and chomping at my every joke and into a personal realm where I and the shadows have a fellowship and understanding of the battles we face.

This is surviving. 
This is an endless creation forever. 
Follow me and survive.