I downed their Shanks. And killed the Dregs. Made short work of Vandals. Gave their Captain a golden bullet to the head. I waged war with the hive. Took down Acolytes, Wizards and Knights. Destroyed a Devil Walker. Went toe to toe with Sepiks Prime. They came in swarms. They caged me in. I eventually found a battle I could not win. In Old Russia I was slain. ... But it was not to be my final resting place. After eons of rot and decay. The ghost came. And relit my light like a phoenix flame. And on September ninth. My hunt begins anew. I will liberate the Earth. Then move onto the moon. Explore the Halls of Wisdom and the Temple of Crota Kill the Hallowed Knights, Shriekers and an Ogre or two. And to all the fallen on Mars and Venus. ...next I'm coming for you.