Mordichrist

Two dictators with the same thought in two different places at the same time, runs into each other by random. They have seen and striked before on the throne of uncomfortness. Now the time is here again for a serious reunion after several journeys. Two strong wills turns into one, like two roots into one new plant. They were searching the goal, not to be spoken yet, until the whispering came to strong and the name Mordichrist came to there minds and its ment to be spread in aeon.