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Before it all began

The world was a vague nebulous place

And the eternal dragons called these ever obscured lands their home

But from within, a new and sacred flame sparked among small beings

The wretched and feeble and its warmth and power gave rise to a new generation

But just like the primordial flame promised warmth, life and light

There also came cold, death and dark

And as the era of fire is coming to an end, the flames grow smaller and weaker

And the shadows grow darker and deeper

And thus the world is perpetuated in its final days

Slowly feeding itself to the flame to avert its fate

But a rumor is whispered from tired lips to weary ears: From the twilight

Neither alive, nor dead - a new force has entered the battle to finally decide our fate

Fuelling the flame of ancients

Or delivering a deathblow to a dying world

Thou are not the first

But will you be the last

So tell me

Is this the end of the world

What is your fate