But now I was haunted by a vision of... He was horrible. The lone biker of the Apocalypse. A man with all the powers of Hell at his command. He could turn the day into night and lay to waste everything in his path. He was especially hard on the little things, the helpless and the gentle creatures. He Ieft a scorched earth in his wake, befoulin' even the sweet desert breeze that whipped across his brow. I didn't know where he came from or why. I didn't know if he was dream or vision. But I feared that I myself had unIeashed him.
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But now I was haunted by a vision of... He was horrible. The lone biker of the Apocalypse. A man with all the powers of...
Last Biker of the Apocalypse!