Introduction
On warm summer nights I find myself sitting on the front steps of my home, lost in thought and contemplating my existence. They stars are my safe haven, the moon the object to which I direct my thoughts and prayers. The silence and the solitude become my greatest and most trusted companion as I ponder the truth of that which is forthcoming.
For Millennia my soul has lived, with its only purpose being to keep the darkness that destroyed my home at bay. The battle between light and darkness, chaos and order, good and evil has been ongoing since the dawn of time - and for those who are naive to the constant fight I wish nothing more than for them to remain naive, as once you're awakened the is no turning back.
The days forthcoming have had many names. Judgment day, Armageddon, the awakening, but I see it only as the end. The end of my struggle in this lifetime and the beginning of my struggle in the next. On which plane of existence will the final fight occur? It has varied in every lifetime. All I know for certain, is that those who hold within them a Key, empowered, must be ready to take a stand. And if they are not... well, I pray that their mind and body can endure the pain of a forced awakening. We must remain together.
My kingdom fell victim to darkness several millennia ago, and a spell cast to grant a second chance has now trapped us in an infinite cycle of death and rebirth. What interfered, we're still unsure, but we know if nothing else one thing; we must end this fight so that we may at last have our peace.
In lifetimes passed we have fought many battles. We have won and we have lost but we have always carried with us the memories, locked away in the next life until needed again. These memories are our salvation and our damnation. They serve as a reminder. We can only hope we do not make the same mistakes again.