Entry 568, Nepher 4, 716 Si.K.
The world ended five years ago. And no one could do anything to stop it. Our heroes have failed us--even the glorious LightWielder. Waely still haunts my mind, asking why our supposed saviors gave up on us. My sweet little girl. She came to me in a dream last night as she once was, innocent and bubbly--not how she was in her final days when we walked from town to town. My laborious travels have revealed that all the races of Loate have been reduced to rubble--even the Fae, scrambling to rebuild their home and cultures. But the creatures of darkness that have been released is relentless, waiting for their commander. Not the Prince.
She is coming.
We have no hope.
--Gaom Layto. 716 Si.K.
Notes: Journal entry found on the body of a middle-aged merchant of the race Human-Keyzik Hybrid (as feathers on the eyelids have shown). Body appeared to be attacked by one of the Creatures of Night. No survivors found. Waely is most likely the merchant's daughter, maybe even niece. But who is She?
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