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False visions, bound by mirrors, haunt my mind and soul. Run, Cyrah. Run. Peril. I journey further into this tainted realm. I watched, helpless, pained with regret. He steals, shameless, from our brother’s crushed body. Death awaits the infected souls of retribution. Blight reflections appear before me. They are the essence of tragedy. Blinding my reason – Mindless fixation. So inviting. This cavern is defended with archaic enchantment. Only the pure can survive the dangers inside. Reflections entertain vengeance in my heart. Devour our shortcomings. I’ve been let down. I’ve been washed away. My purity is in question. I may not survive this ordeal. Confusion blinds him. Forlorn, he walks. Depressive dark thoughts. Desertion. He ponders death. This cavern is defended with archaic enchantment. They laugh at her corpse. I can smell the smoke of their torches. And I cried into my bloodstained hands. I despise such cruelty. My fears vanquished, free of darkness in my heart. Rise. Worthy.

Forget the past of darkness that held us captive. Replace the lasting nightmare with better dreams. Take this blade, my child. Fate has chosen you to be the end of this nightmare. You wield the essence of my spirit. I once cast out the darkness of a wayward soul. The traitor has fallen from his sinful throne. Take this blade that I offer. Destiny’s bane shall embrace you. Suppress the pain that you suffer. My final aid to prepare for tribulations. The bond that links them, controls them. They hunt for the keepers of the blade. Bloodshed of the innocent, but they would not speak the names of the guardians. As I listened to the sound of your voice my heart felt whole. Now I know my only way to return back /home. At the fall of Jerith, the world was at peace for centuries. Forget the past of darkness that held us captive. Replace the lasting nightmare with better dreams. Your mother and father were the last protectors. They cherished it. They hoped that one day they could pass it onto you. Vast evil sent them to vanquish our kindred spirits. Your lives be spared from impending destruction for another day, to prevent the extinction of us all. Irony threatens harmony. The destroyer carries the charm of a dark aeon. Your brother carries the charm. He has proven that he’ll make the right choice. His heart is pure. Now the chosen one must fight for our lives. Gather your strength. The final battle is nigh. Forget the promises of safe return. Do not fail, else this world in ruin.