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| Hope is one of the best things we have |
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At the eve of battle,
The angels fell from the sky
And lie death in the ground.
The evil god,
That no one dares to speak the name,
Murdered all the protectors of Man.
They thought
They were doom to live in slavery,
To live a life of unbearable suffering.
The elves started to lose their glow,
Hope was leaving them,
Swords were drop
Armors undress.
Was then that something sound in the air:
“This is our world, I'll die before He takes it!
He'll not prevail!”.
The evil god appeared
With a perverse smile
Clapping for the bravery of the young boy.
Swords and armors were no longer in the ground
And on the other side hope comes in aid
The mages decided to join this last fight.
Many fall, very few survived.
Never was seen such a battle
Such anger, hatred, will to stay alive.
The evil god
Was captured and later killed.
Never underestimate the power of hope
Even when everything seems to be lost.
Hope never dies
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| Deceiver, part one | Deceiver, part two |
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