Today I have reached the gauge level of continuity that I have bee aiming for, for so long. Though this cycle must stay consistent in order to ensure the progress needed to reach the new Dawn, I am at the least satisfied that this level can now be grasped, never shall I let go again. It feels different, I feel different, yet in a strange way, the same; almost like a feeling of old, that was lost within some violent storm, never to be found, until now. Though the new sleep is now beginning to settle in for the last time of this era, it must not be taken lightly. For I know with it, will come a war that will determine if I shall then me truly worthy of transitioning into the new light. And as for you, though your arrival once again, may be imminent, my mind must not scatter. For if it does, the cycles will soon begin to spiral and release once again, chains that bound me to this hindrance.

Your eyes were as bright as moon-beams, shining straight into my heart, illuminating the darkened lands. But these faces and eyes that present me now do not hold that same treasure. And while I’ve been told that I am the only one who can save myself from this dangerous spell, it’s seems I dream of elsewhere to release me from such a wicked cycle. But to only enter another cycle, seems to be what my fate consists of, though a cycle of new, a cycle it remains, and nothing more. Perhaps this was never meant to evolve, perhaps this must occur to achieve some strange balance beyond my human comprehension, I may never know, and searching for answers only leads me down deeper and darker hallways, that twist and scream of some terrible memories; memories of those day’s lost within a world which sought nothing but to destroy me.

This game has proven to be dangerous and hostile, and while I managed to escape with you before, without, from what it had seemed, no harm done at all, perhaps you are what the new era will not allow, holding me back, for as long as I cling to your soul. It is a mystery that must be solved, and a war that must be fought.

The world is on fire
Nobody can save me, but you

The messages that I receive the moment my eyes close, have not been the same as of late. Though these visions speak to me in a much more sinister tongue, what they speak is the truth, and I have now come to accept it whole-heatedly. In this world, darkness has spread it’s wings across the land, long before the time of the exile. For even though I had my chance to escape this chaotic place, full of pain, frustration, and infinite longing; I had decided to stay, to let the cycle repeat itself one last time, before the dawn could be met.

Now, as the cycle begins to crumble, I notice some things are slow to crumble, while others quickly fall apart, right before my very eyes. Stuck within the dark, trapped in-between a time of old, and a time of new. A vessel has been crafted, a vessel that will lead me to the dawn that my heart has sought to find for so long. But aside from all this, from a room deep inside, something much darker and sinister grows. Something that feasts upon this darkened night sky, and seeks to dim every last remaining star above. It is a dark and violent force, that knows no mercy.

 It must be stopped. For I know it will soon swallow whole whatever stands in-front of it.