[ WP ] Three hundred years ago your enemies buried you in a casket , but you are an immortal . When at last you are exhumed , you vow revenge .

I have never expected to savour the taste freedom again. After all, when I was bound and stuffed into this metal casket - having been burned, stabbed, poisoned, drowned and subjected to every imaginable murder method available - buried deep beneath the earth, I had expected my captors to not mark my grave. 
 
 Best to leave me forgotten, I presume. Their laughter as they lowered me down, mixed with the sound of the dirt crashing unto the metal, haunted me amidst the deafening silence. How long was I confined to this hell, unable to move or speak, unable to die, with only the damning silence as my companion? 
 
 All because they did not understood my kind, allowing their actions to be driven by fear instead of enlightenment. If only they had the slightest inkling of the gift that I was sent to bestow them. But the directive from the Sage was clear. Were humanity to reject us, we too would reject them. But to condemn the emissary to a metal grave? It was unheard before. It was tantamount to war. 
 
 I vowed to repay the favour that was done to me. 
 
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 Dave heard a dull thud as he brought his excavator down. Perhaps it's a rock, he thought to himself, as he carefully dug the soil around it. 
 
 To his surprise, however, a metal casket gleamed from beneath the dirt, not just any rock that he was expecting. He quickly turned off his machine, before motioning for his supervisor to quickly come over. 
 
 `` Hey Mike, did anyone said anything about this place being a burial ground?'' Dave asked as he pointed towards the casket. With the dirt gone, the casket looked much more intimidating. The head portion was carved in the shape of a skull, with two red rubies on the eye sockets. Beneath the skull, rows upon rows of ancient text adorned the casket's body. 
 
 Mike however, seemed to distracted by something else. `` Are those what I think they are?'' He ran quickly to the hole that Dave dug, sliding towards the casket at the bottom of it. Both his hands reached greedily for the shiny gems. 
 
 Dave stood at the edge of the slope, looking at what Mike was doing. He wanted to inform someone else about his find, but he was unsure if it was the right thing to do as Mike was his supervisor. He wondered if it was right for Mike to disturb a casket that looked so omnious. 
 
 Just as he was about to call out to Mike, he heard a series of a mechanical clicks from the casket, followed by a terrified scream. The last thing that he remembered, before his vision turned to nothing, was a bright flash of light, followed by a robotic voice proclaiming that `` I have finally been freed. It is now time for revenge.'' 
 
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