"When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting."

"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest."

"There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds.
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh."

"My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow.
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return."

"My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess.
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber.

Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely."

"Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return.
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice."

METIN 2=====Server:Virgo====Nome Pg:Lionhearth
Urban Rivals====Cloud Strife9
Wrestling Game====Cloud Strife
OFootball====Server 4====Nome Squadra:Lucera

La mente dello stregone era rimasta rapita dalla quantità di preziosi brandelli di sè che andava riscoprendo durante quel suo volontario esilio. I suoi viaggi trascorsi, i suoi sogni passati, persino quelli che erano stati suoi pensieri gli scorrevano innanzi imprimendosi di significati nuovi ed imprevedibili. In quel luogo, dove l'isolamento era la legge e la mente era libera di vagare in se stessa, il viandante stava ricordando. Senza che ne fosse del tutto conscio, stava imparando di sè ciò che per tutta una vita aveva inutilmente cercato. Tutto il suo vagare, tutta l'irrequietezza e l'instancabilità del suo animo tormentato assumevano ora un senso.
Senza che se ne rendesse conto, un'immagine si andò formando davanti ai suoi occhi aperti. Era un ricordo: una nave sfrecciare nel cielo, la luce di un morente crepuscolo, un uomo all'ombra di un mantello. E, come sempre era stato, un nuovo viaggio che si profilava all'orizzonte.

"When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting."

"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest."

"There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds.
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh."

"My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow.
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return."

"My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess.
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber.

Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely."

"Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return.
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice."

METIN 2=====Server:Virgo====Nome Pg:Lionhearth
Urban Rivals====Cloud Strife9
Wrestling Game====Cloud Strife
OFootball====Server 4====Nome Squadra:Lucera

La mente dello stregone era rimasta rapita dalla quantità di preziosi brandelli di sè che andava riscoprendo durante quel suo volontario esilio. I suoi viaggi trascorsi, i suoi sogni passati, persino quelli che erano stati suoi pensieri gli scorrevano innanzi imprimendosi di significati nuovi ed imprevedibili. In quel luogo, dove l'isolamento era la legge e la mente era libera di vagare in se stessa, il viandante stava ricordando. Senza che ne fosse del tutto conscio, stava imparando di sè ciò che per tutta una vita aveva inutilmente cercato. Tutto il suo vagare, tutta l'irrequietezza e l'instancabilità del suo animo tormentato assumevano ora un senso.
Senza che se ne rendesse conto, un'immagine si andò formando davanti ai suoi occhi aperti. Era un ricordo: una nave sfrecciare nel cielo, la luce di un morente crepuscolo, un uomo all'ombra di un mantello. E, come sempre era stato, un nuovo viaggio che si profilava all'orizzonte.

"When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting."

"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest."

"There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds.
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh."

"My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow.
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess.
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return."

"My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess.
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber.

Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely."

"Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return.
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice."

METIN 2=====Server:Virgo====Nome Pg:Lionhearth
Urban Rivals====Cloud Strife9
Wrestling Game====Cloud Strife
OFootball====Server 4====Nome Squadra:Lucera