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The Prince of the Eternal Night, Prelude of a New Reign. I

"Will you rise now that everyone around have fallen? 

You, son of  Immortals, that have chose to live among the small. 

You denied your powers and responsibilities.

You thought that by slowly camouflaging with the weak those that seek your throne would be kept at bay, unknowing your whereabouts... but you were miserably wrong my boy.

During this slumber of yours the universe changed.  

Those once known as gods  are falling by their hands, faster than I pour tears. Our brothers and sisters are dying, while you are here, in this graveyard, mourning the death of the one responsible for all this.

I beg you, Lord of the Lords, rule the world once more and bring justice upon our enemies.
Command us in this war and forever, my Lord. 

And she shall be yours again.

Because she is alive."

And the Prince of The Eternal Night opened his eyes for another day.

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