The Fifth Horseman

Coming when the developers announce the game where the Four Horsemen are reunited or late August 2020(when I have some time)

All of Creation recognize their titles.
They were known as the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, fated to ride once the Three Kingdoms were ready to battle.
Few know of their origin as the last of the Nephilim but those who do would willingly not suffer their wrath.
Their names have terrified into the hearts of Angels, frightened Demons, and became a horrifying legend within Humans:

War, the youngest of the Riders with a rage none would attempt to engage and the most honorable of them.
Fury, the only Horsewoman but her brutality was second to none, even compared to her younger brother.
Strife was the second eldest, his mouth firing quicker than his guns Mercy and Redemption, much to the irritation of his opponents.
Death, the eldest of the Riders, and considered to be so powerful, even Samael, Lord of the Blackstone Keep secretly fears him.

Then there was Genesis, the fifth and final Horseman whose mysterious past was the reason why he became a Rider of the Apocalypse.

He was not always known as Genesis but his true name has been lost to the ages, long forgotten and removed from the annals of history.
Today, his true name's original moniker is recognized by every dominant being, one so frightening that even Lucifer, the Ruler of Hell refuses to speak it.
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"Gen? What are you- Why did you-" Strife began stuttering, holding his fellow Rider in his arms as Genesis's fatal wound was still pouring out blood. It almost made Strife sick from the amount of blood that was spilling from his comrade's body. He was used to seeing his enemies die in front of him but watching Genesis die was akin to a part of him shattering.

The brunette was inhaling and exhaling breaths so light, the Outlaw was beginning to think he'd die while he was only in the middle of a thought. Then Genesis moved his head to rest against Strife's breastplate, a smile gracing his lips as his blue eyes, deeper than Earth's oceans, looked up towards the Rider of the White Horse. He whispered something only Strife could hear before squeaking his left bicep and closing his eyes.

Fury had seen this before she was transported through the Seperent Hole, a single tear trailing down her cheek as it will be the only time she would ever admit to crying. If the Seventh Seal were ever to be broken, Fury would not want to ask what words Genesis had given to Strife. It would be something for only them to keep.

Strife couldn't hear anything but his heart beating and Genesis' slowing until it came to a stop.

If you ever asked Strife what his first loss had been, it would have been losing the one person in all of the Creator's realms who understood his inner conflict, the only one out of all of the Horsemen who would silently share his remorse for killing their brothers and sisters.

Time had seemingly stood still for a few moments until...

Kitt: I'll be posting the next preview next week once Chapter 3 of Assassin's Creed: Syndicate is finished.

Stay strong, my wonderful angels and demons!