【战锤40k同人作品翻译】 Ennui 第一章：空虚 Empty(15)

So many battlefields had been rendered into canvasses of ruin, each death, each severed limb, each arterial spray, calculated just so to maximize the effect on the senses when viewed for the first time, and for too long I’ve employed my skills to the jaded delights of Commorragh’s mighty.
Too long they have stared hungrily as I painted them masterpieces night after night until it was naught but a chore.
I fastened the razorflail to my waist, holstered my twin splinter pistols which had been gifted to me by none other than Asdrubael Vect himself after a particularly long night of performance for his Kabal, and left my home, my theatre, for good.

It had served its purpose.