Prologue:
"With the dawn of a dying day comes the arising twilight- and as the moon arises and falls, shall I mimic its nature and do the same. In centuries to come a new threat will dawn upon it's a rising sun, and only then shall I purify this world. Only then shall I return and once more redeem this land of hatred- only then I will be welcomed home. Only then. Now my friends, I bid you farewell in this life and may I once more see you on the other side of this dying departure."
I remember the words almost as if I'd said them yesterday. I remember the replies I'd received in response to the monologue. I remember the tears on his face. The desperate glimmer in his eyes. I remember your calm ones, monster, that desperate insanity hidden within your false purity. I remember his poisonous gaze showing me kindness, respect. I remember the confliction upon ones face… and the confidence in another's… I remember the one comforting my love, and the one who couldn't meet my gaze… And I remember the friend's we were missing, lost to the battle not long ago ended.
I remember (almost) everyone that I ever held dear to my heart… watching as you sealed me in this darkened tomb and left me to sleep.
Moving is no option, but I wouldn't be able to if I tried. It's been like that for some time now. My wish of moving has never been granted though… I'm purely just a corpse now. Should I just relax…? How long has it been?
The dullness of the gold band around my left middle finger reminds me why I'm here. I promised them I would be here. I promise I'd come and find them once again. And you, you promised to come for me and unbound this curse I've been placed under as soon as the time were to come once again. And the faint purple glow of what we've hidden upon this band is the only reason for my being alive.
I inhale the carbon dioxide that was once oxygen and gently ease back within my own skin. And as my bodies dead chill surrounds me, I relax, and allow myself to close the eyes that are already closed, and drift to sleep.