Resurrection

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Kurai once more brought me to the Mists with him. These visits grow more rare each time. He's still like a phantom to me. After everything we have been through, I think I'll never be able to pin him down. But I'm resigned to this fate. He has a calling that even I cannot hold him back from. Despite giving up his birthright for me. I know better than to ask him to remain by my side.


The Mists will always remain a mystery to me. Flowing, weaving, sinking, rising. Every step taken reveals a new landscape. A hidden world. One could lose themselves here forever. That's what I fear most for Kurai. That he'll never return. When we finally realize we're lost, it's too late to retrace our steps. Forward is the only path.


I knew something was wrong as the silence took over. There was no more birdsong. No rustling of the grass. Nothing.


Saromire.


What cruel fate have the Gods bestowed upon me now to deserve this?


You appeared the same way before your untimely death in Godslost Swamp. Radiant. Handsome. Aloof. At first I thought it a trick. The Mists stealing secrets from my memory to tempt me to remain. Your voice. I nearly forgot how your voice sounded until you spoke. All that pain and suffering since your ill met fate came rushing back to the forefront of my mind.


I had to hold Kurai back from attacking you again, despite his sword merely passing through you harmlessly.


You died.


You were mourned. Prayers offered immediately following your death. Your pyre burned brightly and your ashes divided between three women who loved you.


Was there no one else? Were you drawn to your sword brought to this plane of existence? Why me, Saro?


Despite the animosity between that foul masked man, Garrett, and Kurai arguing over your fate causing my blood to boil. You placed a portion of your soul into the sword that you gave to me many years ago. The ethereal blade of several hues turned golden at your touch.


I begged you to stop, as you faded from my sight.


It was selfish of me.


I wanted to spend one last moment with you before you disappeared.


You have something left in the world of the living to do. I swear that I'll make this come to fruition.


I'm not sure how much I can withstand hearing your voice in my head. Perhaps I'm finally going insane. Yet when I answer, you reply. You're here with me.


I wonder how long this will last.


I wonder if I can keep this promise, unlike so many others I made to you.


I pray the Gods see me through this trial.


I pray Kurai forgives me for doing this.


Saro, please do not leave me as empty and broken as you did the first time. I can feel myself drowning already.


This guilt is still too hard to bear.

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