Drayle Silverstone by ChingBuillds

Long ago the Crusaders of the Greater Order, ravaged lands and plundered cities in the name of their Gods. They possessed holy powers and conquered all that stood in their way be it peaceful or not.
Soon their greed for the lands came to a halt when they reached the freezing alps of the blueheart Glacier. The ranks of what were once the greatest heretics that ever lived suc***ed to frostbite, starvation and low morale. Soon they were forgotten, as the citidels of the Greater Order ceased to maintain peace over their subjects.

Frozen within the snow and icy waste, was Drayle Silverstone, a juniour corporal who was as forgettable as any soldier if he did not survive. Finding his fallen brethren had been dead for a decade, Drayle swore to avenge their deaths and re-accomplish what the Crusaders had lost as a one man army.

Now he wanders as The Last Crusader, a lone cynic who slaughters until there is nothing to slaughter in the name of the Greater Order.

The Crusade only ends until he does.