when the conflict of demons brings the realms end,

we see it thus and take to the sunless sky,
my friends the gods are cruel,
the arrow as left thy huntresses hand,

my soul crafted for retribution,
ripples materialize on the depth-less expanse,
to become the dew that quenches the cosmos,

but their hopes are scattered by contention,
one is a hero,
one shall wonder the universe,
the last is taken captive,

the breeze ripples over the ocean surface,
legend shall whisper,
hero of the dusk,
healer of creation,

by scarlet rose