I story that begin with an end,
Two strangers, so full, and malifacent.
One desires fame while the other mercy.
One sees pain while the other sees justice
One shall find the colors of warth,
It shall blind them from the world's craft.
One shall find the caves of memory,
And shall make amends for their history.
When these two collied a story shall be made,
But it shall shatter the instant it is untrained,
The fate between one's is not so light.
For it is the end when darkness meets light.
...
When darkness meets light,
A new era is born into might.
The void of this era is not to be ignored,
For it speaks the faith that determines all,
"We see the piece, we see the past,
It cannot be written back, not so fast.
It shall take years for the heir to come,
But in the end, peace shall return.
With pages of books, and pills of clue,
It shall bring back out delightful youth,
But all the faith now rests against gods,
What will happen is something against all odds..."