Prologue
When forces of might were confronted by that of spite
Not even the great cataclysm could cease the anguish
As the brave hearts battled the racialists
The gods declared the restless two unworthy of knowledge
And were banished to lands shrouded in eternal mystery
And None-Existence
And thus, when time wiped their legacy from the minds of good folk
The brave hearts striped themselves of might
But the racialists merely waited
And prepared...
FINAL FANTASY IX
THE DEAD CONTINENT
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