We will rise again
When worlds have settled
Time moves forward
When space and time are constant
Elements are formed
We will rise again with signs of doom
Hear these words and lament
A new continent will be founded
Old civilizations will grow wicked with envy
Struggles and conflicts will be had
A land of colossal monsters
A land of old clans and ties
A land of riders of dragons
A land of great warlords
A land of isles
A world of so many lands
When the sky bleeds will be our first sign
When the lines are drawn upon maps will be our second
When monsters rise from a land of ancient traditions will be our third
When the dead sweep through the world the first time; will be our fourth
When old borders war against themselves and the lands flow with blood
will be our fifth
A thousand years of strife building to new technologies and wonder
Our sixth sign will be a perfect sphere of shadow whence we shall come
and all will crumble
Beware oh foolish gods and goddesses for it will be a group of mortals
against one that will decide the tide, not your power
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