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To beyond the traveler rides forth.

The blade of fury awaits his hand.

As doth the beast, the guardian,

awaiting he who wields thy bane.

Through the heart of the great forest, to beyond.

Beyond the barren wastelands, I travel, searching.

By the visions which plague my mind, madness.

I journey to the ends of the earth.

Lone memories nearly forgotten.

Desecrated by he who pierces my thoughts.

Oh how he calls me. Taunting my virtue.

I vow! I defy his seduction and continue my campaign.

With the night brings dark visions

imbued with the cold winds of the north.

Another day breaks, thus drawing me nearer to my destiny.

Oh how I yearn for peace of mind, yet fueled by my pain.

I shall rest not till my hand caresses thy bane!

I seek the mystic blade of an unborn dying sun.

Forged in Ice, tempered by thine grace.

Thus shall I slay for the emperor's honor.

Into the vast kingdom of woe.

I sail beyond, to the edge of the storm.

Here I await for his return.

The immortal beast of the lake of fire.

I shall unwind the coils of the wyrm.

The Dragon:

Pathetic mortal doth thou truly intent to claim my blade?

Ahhh... Come! Let us engage in battle!

The Traveler:

~My sword fails to penetrate the dragon's cold armored skin~

The Dragon:

Your frail attempts mock your courage.

The Traveler:

And your confidence shall open the gates to your undoing!

The Dragon:

Noooo!

The Traveler:

Now taste the cold wrath of my slaughter! Anointed with the dragon's blood I stand victorious!