I took a break from writing riddles and decided to write a short story, let me know what you think!

Two men once locked in epic battle Weapons clashed and shields would rattle. Evenly matched, their energy drained Each blow carried by muscle strained. So even their match, both fated to die Enraged one bellowed a mighty cry. The will of one, bested the other Cut him down, with blood did smother. Too weak to stand, fell to his knees Downed his foe, finally at ease. A pillar of death appeared overhead A darkness so evil to see what’s ahead. Dread filled his soul, the dread of the dead Ease torn to shred, he bled and he pled. Evil laughter filled his mind Possessed by death, his senses blind. A shrilling song entered his being In the presence of horror, his courage fleeing. You cheated me. You were fated to die, Don’t you worry, your soul is still mine. Your will means nothing, I’ve come to collect, I am not cruel, you have time to reflect. Once the requiem has come to a close, Deaths embrace, your body will enclose. This is my pleasure, this is your pain, With death and demise, I eternally reign. Thoughts of love and thoughts of life Thoughts of happiness and thoughts of strife. The pillar thickened, his blood was rushing. The songs conclusion followed by nothing.