What’s more deadly than the god of war? War itself. Ever had a bad day? I mean a really bad day? Well War, the first Horse­man of the Apoc­a­lypse, doesn’t wanna hear you whine about the day you spilled cof­fee on your brand new, white silk suit. One hun­dred years ago, he had the mother of them all. All he wants now is to right the wrongs he...

What’s more deadly than the god of war? War itself. Ever had a bad day? I mean a really bad day? Well War, the first Horse­man of the Apoc­a­lypse, doesn’t wanna hear you whine about the day you spilled cof­fee on your brand new, white silk suit. One hun­dred years ago, he had the mother of them all. All he wants now is to right the wrongs he...