Little boy with bamboo hat,
humbly raised in peaceful tribe,
whose dreams were quite far from flat,
nurturing a higher vibe.
Energies of the primal void,
seeking worlds to be destroyed,
crawling, creeping, screaming silent
deep within all that is violent,
of black tale, making mortals shiver.
Dusty, ancient runes foretold
of prime, abyssal, lifeless river.
the hills, by countless eons bounded,
among the firstborns of his kind,
a stranger treated many wounded.