Absalom chuckled darkly as he held his massive battle axe Absolution and mocked Death..

"Have you ever wondered, Death, why you are untouched while those around you wither and rot in the grip of Corruption? Could it be that you are already blackened by the sin of betrayal? How can you defeat that which seethes in your own heart? You cannot stop me, without forever damning your soul?."

Absalom walked forward as the tentacles of his darkened purple skin, corruption engulfing his clawed left arm as his glowing eyes narrow fiercely.