Disclaimer: I do not own Guild Wars in any way, shape, or form. The story and major characters (excluding the names of the characters I made up) are all the property of ArenaNet and NCSoft. This fanfiction is strictly fan written and serves for entertainment (mainly mine) purposes only.

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In the wake of the fallen god,

Tyria was abandoned by the righteous Five.

In their exodus, did they leave

Their world to the humans to trod.

Humans, one and all,

Shall establish their dominion across

The globe. Their's shall be the

Kingdoms, both large and small.

Praises they shall send

To the mighty Five—

To Dwayna, to Balthazar, to Lyssa

To Melandru and Grenth will they forever attend.

Gods revered and ancient powers spurned,

They shall prosper, blissfully unaware

Of the gate that leads to nowhere and the Nothings

Until long after Their flames have burned.

But it is this fire I see in a future most grim.

Fire and pain and death to abound.

In Tyria, will there always be strife,

With attacks launched on another as if on a whim.

Bloodstones they covet, ancient powers

Now lost and scattered to five,

The guilds will fight and shed blood on the ground—

And so nurse the fledgling embers.

Over the Wall, over again.

On come the meteors, deadly crystals

Of poison to break the backs of

Even the strongest men.

To eat ash and sleep in flame

Will the proud sons of Ascalon be condemned—

Kryta will submit to the roar of the untamed Lion

Mastered by the Carrion Birds embodying their shame.

A Cataclysm exploding in the night

Will forever destroy the last

Of the beautiful city of Arah, home of the Five

To unleash the Plague into the fight.

Blades will bleed

Shields will shatter

On they'll struggle for seasons without end

Refusing the words to concede.

The Chosen will appear

Bringing hope and saving none.

A hero to lead the world.

A story starts here.

And so begins the Flameseeker Prophecies…