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Ruckus Ragnarok, as much as he may have wished otherwise, was not a stage name. Ruckus was bornwith a problem to say the least and, it was one no pediatrician had yet figured out how to fix. Hisparent's were assholes. Devout fans of anything anti-establishment with little regard to what saidestablishment was or represented and of vague candinavian he was named for the calamitous endtimes his parents hoped he would help to foster !ust to set the world abla"e. Ruckus was an asshole tooand for most of his life it wasn't !ust a hobby but a career. #ne could make some excuses for the man,

though himself these days would simply say he always had choices and admit he rarely made the rightones. He was raised on a steady diet of things such as $arg $ikernes, Deicide, %orgoroth, and a legionof others his parents encouraged anything that fostered his sense of hate and nihilism until there wasonly one sensible outlet for his !uvenile pathos. Ruckus you see was in a band. everal through histeenage years in fact but the important one was &he nd &imes. &his band was hardly !ust any bandeither !ust any band but one of the most popular black(death metal bands. ) niche genre to be sure andby far nor the most popular band in the world by a long shot but he had legion of screaming fans andrabid fanatics willing to do any atrocity put forth as proper by his violent lyrics. &o be honest the youngman had talent, his skill with stringed instruments and his rich baritone were the only outlets of a secretdesire for creation allowed by his parents entropic dogma. &he others in his band were for the most parte*ually talented but between Ruckus and them there was always one ma!or difference. +hiledoubtlessly the young man was selfish, short sighted, greedy, !aded, and angry at the sorry state of theworld he at his core was not really what one could call evil. He had no interest in violence or pain fortheir own sake, no sadism, or blood-lust lurked in his breast. He simply never knew better then to bewhat he had always been, what he had been trained to be. ) vortex that did nothing but consume for it'sown sake. )nd all it took to change this was one simple little thing. acrifice. ot his own, the ideawould never have occurred to him, but that of others... many of them. +ith each new show a fan orthree was lost and a thousand more were gained. Ruckus didn't know, he never would have truckedwith demons, not because they were evil but because in his eyes relying on anything but ones ownblood, sweat, and talent were weakness and weakness was unforgivable. o he never let himself put thepieces together until it was to late. ntil the arena burned. o one was ever able to put together thecause of the fire because it had no natural source but over a thousand souls were offered up to darkpowers that day. Ruckus heard the rest of his band talking about it one night after the fire when heshould have been passed out drunk like usual but a small *uirk of fate kept him from drinking thatnight. &he only beers to be found were /)s. $ile brews suitable only for groupies, hipsters, andmentally disabled roadies. Ruckus would drink no ale so pale that light could be shone through. o bychance alone he overheard his band talking about weather or not to bring him in on it but it was decidedthat he was to chaotic, to proud of his own talents to call upon the forces of hell. &hey weren't wrong.He stormed in kicking the door off it's hinges with fury in his eyes and the small spark of decency inhis breast fanned for the first time into flames. t did little good for his band had bargained well withthe dark forces0 )nd a righteous man is still a man. +hen they forged a suicide note and hung himfrom a tree and were it not for three things the story would end here. &he first thing was for once he gotinto a fight for the right reasons for others instead of himself. &he next thing was something that only afew would have been wise enough to understand in this day and age. &he tree they hung him from wasan )sh. &he final thing that tied it all together was centuries ago when his distant kinfolk of the pastlived in s*ualor somewhere in northern europe they had done a good deed towards and received ablessing from a one eyed vagrant. &he last thing also few people in this day and age would be wiseenough to see the importance of. Ruckus thrashed on that stout limb for hours trapped !ust before deathas visions assaulted him with the most dangerous of knowledge. 1y the time the sun rose and the noosesnapped Ruckus knew himself. very flaw or blemish of character and stupid decision laid bare andilluminated by the harsh light of )nsu". &ruth, nsight, and unfathomable endurance were now hisblessing and penance0 o longer would he be able to use ignorance of the right thing to do as anexscuse.

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Ruckus Ragnarok 2 1ass, 1an!o, anything the fuck else with strings, $ocals, %rowler3essica Rapture 2 4eys, $ocals3ohnny )pocalypse 2 5ead guitar, creecher4rieg Holocaust 2 DrumsDiego D6a del 3uicio 7inal 2 Rhythm guitar