A new age is now beginning here in this grand and vast scape; an age that speaks of the darkest things we have yet to see, an age that speaks of an end to meet all ends, an age that speaks of a death of an advent. These whispers have left us all with a feeling of unease. As I make my way further and further of this stagnant battlefield, as most of the comrades I once stood by have long since claimed there Fate, where as mine seems to extend – across these many ages. Unlike before however, I can now feel it nearing – it is beckoning closely from above, much like the greater forces which have now begun to awake during these peaking and darker hours. They too, feel the chaos begin to rise once again, they too feel the panic that has now settled in the air, the panic of knowing that soon ends will be met.

The state that I have now been left in is a state of separation, a state of isolation, of sorts. This is not like the times before, where days of vanishings took place – but instead, a greater mission now stands before me. A mission that speaks of knowledge and secrets I have yet to know, a mission that whispers words of divinity and destiny that I have yet to claim – but even now such words do not provide enough direction, for this place is of infinite space. During these darker and shadowed nights, I can see the very blackness that is festering within my own being. There are times that I become it, scumming to the worst of what I become, turning to the monstrosity that I had always feared would take control of me. Before these day’s of fates were known to me, you were the one which held all of this chaos together, you were the one that maintained order in this all – but since those day’s, wild fires have sought to spread in the night, and I know that soon – they must.

What awaits immediately ahead are the trials of the night that seek to break me to my core. They seek to build violently upon the very foundation that once was reconstructed throughout these ages past. This long and winding, yet final trial that lies ahead will surely guide me to the final answers that I seek, and the divination that I have desired since before I can remember; while all at the same time, guiding me to the Fates that have extended beyond greater reaches than I could ever imagine – guiding me to this definite end. And now as I set out once more, leaving those who have fallen behind, further widening the separation, the hourglass is turned for it’s final time.

We have drifted further and further from who we were meant to be. Our drifting, speeds up as we come closer and closer to fates that were never meant to thrive.

Blinded by speckles of speeding lights, and a darkness so voided, I can feel the essence of emptiness devouring me, collapsing all that is within me.

These Trials and Tribulations that shall come with these darker knights, are of struggles that will summon final fates. 

No longer do we exist in the time of prologues and interludes, for what stands before us now is indeed the path to the end.

These trials that shall commence as these darker grow darker and colder are trials that shall seek to ignite every last ounce of fear that remain within my bones.

This darkness is blinding, and this flame is violent, but I know the two go hand in hand in making this journey possible, whilst also in bringing such ends closer.

Long since has our separation occurred, and even longer since has this knight fallen; and what remains of what I once was holds little to no trace of telling to what I will become.

We are now drifting in these darker times, as a challenge awaits us that will mark our ends. We know what war is coming, and we know resistance no longer plays a role in this.

For Lords much greater than we could ever imagine have now grown restless, and such forces shall now force us to bend to the will of a dying Advent.

We are now drifting out of an age that saw the rise of Shadows, as they marched to claim this land, as well as claim us all. We are now moving into an age of end; an age where the light that had once shined so brightly across these landscapes has now burnt out, an age where the blackest of nights will soon find their way towards us – an age that starts with us at the bottom, following falls much greater than we could ever imagine. This war we have waged has been lost. We have been beaten and broken down by shadows of our own, shadows that now seek to claim the last of any echoes that remain – for soon all will be lost.

The last of what divine light I used to know so well has now been stowed inside of me. It burns me to my core, with it’s very essence being violent in nature. This very light eats away at what I am, for with each and every passing day, the void grows wider and wider as the darkness chips away at each and every inch of light that reaches the surface across this grand and ancient place. The trials and tribulations that have been bestowed upon me within this place are not yet finished, for now as an ending much greater than I have ever been able to bear witness to is ahead. I know a much darker test awaits behind this introspection that which now must take place.

When I lay my tired and sore body at the end of every Twilight, I know that soon I’ll finally breathe easy. For the forces in which I have now adopted shall give birth to a prince of a different light, a prince of a brighter light. I know that in time, the battle which must occur to bring life to this prince will certainly occur, and I know even more so that is may very well mark the end of all that I am. But the ripples and waves, flames and echoes of what is to ensue during the dawn of these darker nights, will most certainly bring about the ends of all that we are.