| An encampment awaits me. |
| There’s a lonesome shelter and a man in dark robes is
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| seated by the flame. |
| As I approach he stands to face me…
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| «This was coming for some time now.» |
| The man utters quietly, «You are the only
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| one who can defeat tyranny.»
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| «What do I have to do with this ordeal? |
| Why must I be the one to slay the god?»
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| «You are born of divine energy containing concealed power, locked away.
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| «he reveals
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| «How can I believe in what you say when I don’t even know where I am?
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| I must return home.»
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| «The evil ones have overflowed into your utopia only you are kept safe in your
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| dream state. |
| You are the survivor of the apocalypse.»
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| I have a realization of what he speaks, if what he says is true then I must
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| continue. |
| From the slumber I wake to a village aflame. |
| The man’s prophecy came
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| to be
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| «This was coming for some time now,» the man’s voice echoes in my brain.
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| As I stare into the pile of the scorched inhabitants. |
| What do I have to do
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| with this ordeal? |
| Why must I be the one to slay the god? |
| Evil flame burning me,
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| only fire I can see, so I sit upon the ground seeming like eternity.
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| I let go from my soul, I let evil take control and I become the fire
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| The uncanny churning in my stomach grows, as the storm puts out the flame.
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| Lying before me in the charred pile in front of which I stand a familiar face.
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| The face of my one and only love is staring back at me lifeless.
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| Anger grows in me. |
| I am left with no other choice, now I know this is my
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| destiny |