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…
