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A full moon unveiled in all it's nightly glory

Corpses of battle encircled me, unsightly gory

Rain starts to fall from the heavens above

Clouds start to sing a song filled with wrath

Thunder cracks and roars across the land

Yet I resonated with it's deafening growls

The downpour washed the blood away

From the many corpses that lay in defeat

As the rain drops also hit my skin and steel

I shut my eyes and embrace the feeling of my stains and wounds from battle being cleansed

I stood dormant for a few moments of time

Then I gathered the strength I had left

To walk back into the forests to rest

Stumbling over the thousand corpses

Until I had crossed past the stonewall barriers

That surrounded and covered the dead in shadow

Going forth into the dead seas of trees

Nothing but brittle wood towering over land

A shadow of gloom was conquering all of life

I rested against a miserable dead tree

Helplessly I fell into a deep slumber

My mind had voyaged into a dream

There I felt hypnotized yet in peace

I was standing in a wide field of green

The sun emitted bright shades of orange

White marble pillars formed a circle around

a shrine made of branches and leaves

There stood the goddess clad in a white robe

Her eyes glowed a golden divine light

And both of her eyes fell on my presence

Possessing me with her gaze, she commands me to not cease in fighting this sacred battle

This sacred battle...

The morning arrives, the sky dim and gray

Awakening from the dream, ashes suddenly fall from the skies like snow, the smell of flame at it's mightiest

Beasts from the hellish depths have begun their merciless warfare

Towards the vast distance I gazed, fire erupts from the distant mountains and hills

They arise from the cavities of the earth that led to below

Vile incarnations forged from the ancient flesh and fire

I stood my ground in the woodlands gripping my blade of mythical and divine power

My body may be frail and spent, yet spirit thrived in the deepest roots of my heart

A dreadfully solitary warrior I was, but within me was courageous hope

The wave of beasts draw nearer towards my direction, I had drawn my sword, it glowed and shined brighter than ever before

Like a wave hitting the shores, the violent clash began

Drowning in the crowd of beasts, slashing away with my blade

Showering in their vile impure sanguine elixir of life

Each slash gave me a satisfying edge of bloodlust and power

Blood splatters on the sacred wood and ground

The limbs of theirs twitch despite decapitation

I stand alone and alive, the defeated surrounds me yet again...