Seven blades forged upon a moonless night
Each forged of the two elements to keep the balance
Iron and silver
Silver and Iron
As Atlantis fell, its powers were forged within
The blades and scattered among the world.
Each to a land of their own
A powerful force
Each within held a powerful beast
A Power of legend
A power of nightmare
Each awaits the one destined to retrieve them
And to fight for them
The first to appear will carry the powers of rebirth
From the ashes of a fallen angel
The sword shall reach a blaze
The Phoenix shall rise again to fight the dark
A myth of purity and light shall arise from the farthest north
Its light shall shine anew to cover the dawn of fate.
The Unicorn shall fight for its master.
The twin of the light shall arise like as a viper
Its blackness waiting in the shadows to strike.
A serpent shall be born of dark and fury.
In an ancient place of refuge
A hall of haven, the earth shall proclaim a blade
A Golem shall rise to the aid of the one in need.
In hands greedy for power lies a blade of flame
Its mighty power tempered until it reaches the wings.
A dragon sleeps dreaming of the time to awake
Beneath the deepest blue, a blade is hidden
Not far from the forge, a Kraken waits
In a place where knowledge is passed
And magic is a thing of glee and despair
A noble gryphon awaits the hands of its master.
When the phoenix arises, a new blade will arise
And with it countless more
Fallen angels shall attempt to use them against their destiny
But the blades will fail save for the one that howls.
A wolf born of the pure shall become the opposite of the first
And all will have a match
Then the fate of the world will rely upon a choice
And a matter of blood shall determine all.
An elven gift shall save the world from itself
As those of the emerald past and the archers forced of the shadows
Join as one force, and their causes shall be complete.