The end of the realms shall dawn, When the last wisps of flames over the horizons are extinguished. Chaos shall reign, And the storms shall brew, And only one shall pass through the claws of doom. He may perish, Yet he may not, For the fate of the realms, He shall hold. A decision he shall make, But the decision everyone shall bear.

Literally just stuff I wrote while drunk. I'm drunk right now. Whoops