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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