"Enchanter for hire!" pierced his head
And a lantern was lit in his mind
"I could ensnare the Seal of Death
If the proper tools I could find!"

Quietly, with the air of one calm
Though brimming with excitement inside
He asked for sigils, one hundred strong -
The enchanter happily obliged

The "monolithic" order, soon done
Fit snugly in his canvas backpack
Mere days between the challenge and he
Today was not a good time to slack

His mind was prepared, his body set
To become the next Bearer of Death
He thought of nothing, but the Seal
Unto him, Avechna would bequeth

Into the Catacombs he traversed
Overriden with ghouls and wights
Only there could he seek refuge from
The plentiful skirmishes and fights

Carefully, he dropped his monoliths
'Til no others could ever get in
Far off, Avechna's voice rang out
Calling for the challenge to begin

In moments, a hundred lives were lost
As the First World began to slay
His wavy hair was soon flecked with gore
As he too jumped into the foray

With each thrust, his aura grew
Urlach's spirit was thriving in him
Farther behind the others did fall
As spectral creatures fell to his whim

Then! Against even the greatest odds
He sensed Glomdoring to be nearby
The gate distorted, monoliths placed -
They had somehow entered; would he die?

With confidence, he called for support
A 'dancer, bard, and warrior came
With his lead dwindling by the second
He needed this to secure his fame

No sooner did the quarrel begin
Then three "Gloom" bodies litter the floor
Curtly nodding to his small strong force
He set out to hunt spectrals once more

Muscles rippled, blood flecked his face
The Death Challenge suddenly halted
He wiped the sweat from his shaggy head -
The winner would now be exalted

The Planes erupted in joyous cheer
Serenwilde crowned him as their hero
Congratulations bombarded him
As Avechna's voice boomed...

"Sojiro."