My Broken Crown

I was baptized in bloodshed.
To the bloodshed, I return.
Eli, Noah, Gabriel.
My golden boy, my dark horse, my rock god.
My family.
They are mine, and I am theirs.
There aren’t enough bullets on earth for the retribution I rain down on those who try to hurt them.
Et in morte fidelitas.
Even in death, loyalty remains.
I’ll bleed for them. I’ll kill for them.
Stonehurst Prep will never be the same.