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Have you ever heard of the collapse of Lerestral ?

A civilization laid to waste within a single

Century, My words its only legacy

In tragic tales of war :

Tales of a people brought to its Exctintion.

Between the stars "Theriope" and "Klain",

This world was on the cusp of greatness :

The ogres who lived there were never enclined

To abide to their leaders' madness,

In their own words : "Defying the process,

Of indoctrination that creates puppets,

Is what makes this land an exemple of progress"

That's what once claimed, their high ogress

What has been contested at the rise of Syin

Self-proclaimed harbinger of endless glory

Awakened from memories long since forgotten,

Lost in the past.

Heir of wartime commanders,

Once guardians of the ancient ways,

The thinker did not fail to draw attention.

His persona outshined everything he said,

His sole image had people talking.

He wielded Ignorance like a blade :

Tore apart entire History,

He modeled a whole new mentality,

Flaterring egos through demagogy,

Offering the promise of simplicity.

Solo Yann

His skills did not go unnoticed by zero's entities

Who cared not to twist him, his mind and body.

A servant fit for a mission : To bear the voice of his sculptors

If all'd believe in his "visions", he'd rise above mortals.

For days Syin had roamed all across Lerestral

Making up insanities brought to reality by the astrals.

Soon everyone vowed to kill for him,

And yet kept on a leash, this dog became king.