3000 years ago, great prophets of a lost kingdom spoke of horrible and beautiful prophecies of their people's future. One of them involved a girl who will bring peace or destruction. This great prophecy was laid in stone upon a great pillar at the heart of the kingdom. Though the kingdom was lost, the prophecy was not.
From the depths of the deep will she rise
To bring peace to closed eyes
On her day of coming she will lose
Great will it be but never lost
Her tears will bring rain to fiery land
Change will come by her hand
Love she will find
But her gift will remain blind
A daughter of yore will show the way
But her prices will be great to pay
Hatred will swell in Fury's eyes
To those who fight choas lies
Ruin she will bring if not peace
Life will be known to have its cease
None will survive her destructive path
Death will follow her waivering wrath
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