Character: Lord of the Nazgûl
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s... not mine.
They no longer see me as I was... a king merely of men. Now, my dominion is over all things living. My Lord gifted me a ring of power, his power; through him my brothers and I live outside this frail world. We reign with terror, feeding on mortal fear; our strength is darkness and shadows, we breathe, their bodies fail, we scream, their minds reel. No man can kill me! I am invincible!
Yet as the pale warrior slipped off his helm and a woman’s voice spoke... then... then I felt the dread-chill of my doom come upon me.