dead spacesruins of moralityold scarssmouldering remains of energyand a crystal like a Lotos Flowermy consciousnessthe Army - they are a fewbecause those who have the fight withinand faces pale whitepass away too oftenthe enemy seems to be powerfulland it is easier not to provoke himcowards!the Might you know not!the Path of Enlightment marked with tearswill not go back anymorethe Artis not to get lost in a vicious dancein a maze of turningsmiragesunreliabilityoncethere was somethingtaken away from meI foughtonce I wonthe victory redeemed with bloodmany had to dieI am ashamed of a shadow of doubtI have been not esteematingthe Might !once I was given somethingin the Black of the NightI was dazzeled by the Gleam of its Blacknessand the Trees were bowing down before Itnow when they are asleepDream takes their senses awayand plays with their thoughtsin the Kingdom of Dreamthere is no place for themhow much time will flowbefore I finish the DukedomI am not able to knowthis I knowit will be Ye Entrancemperium.

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