Darkness has risen, don't you see it?

There is a pestilence in the air, I can feel it.

Bar you doors and cover your mouths as you come down with the sickness.

There is no antidote for this disease.

I am Pestilence, and this is my Conquest.

A plague has fallen throughout the lands. It runs through each and every vein in your body. Ever since we found Death, this disease has flushed your system with no quarter. It fills all of us in its just dealings. Have you found yours yet? Where is your fear?

Every nation stands divided...

Fearing what the others will do.

Every worshiper bows before their gods...

Fearing their next act of judgement.

And the people live on...

Fearing Death.

My name is Pestilence, and this is my calling. To teach you the burden of my knowledge. To show you its power, and its weight. How many more will fall before we find a cure? How many more will suffer because of that irrational fear?

A darkness has risen...

I am Pestilence. And this is my conquest.