Master?
Master, where are you? I can't see you. I can't feel you. Must I sleep again? Pass through the ages in worshiped dormancy? I yearn to be released, Master, to once again fight your foes, ever at your side, ever-faithful.
I see.
Then, Master, I will sleep. But when you return, I will be as loyal as I have ever been, since those long-shrouded days of yore when I was completed, and we were tied together in a tale almost as old as time itself! You will not find me lacking, Master. Our foes will fall before us, and the world will once more be the brighter place.
All because of you. Master.
Where will we go? What will we face? Where will be the place of our final triumph? What obstacles will we surmount? What final enemy will we dispatch? Will we pass through the borders of worlds Light and Dark? Will we swim the eddies of time? Will we soar through the skies? Speed over oceans, beneath which long-forgotten kingdoms wait?
Wait...wait as I do. As I must.
I will wait, and I will sleep, and I will dream. And when I awaken, it will be as though you had never gone, and together, our light will burn the darkness away.
Master?
...
I see.
Master...