Fires raged, ashes scattered, the glory once great razed and reduced to none,

    Loved one, held so dear, crumbled and fell in my arms, all my power rendered useless.

My beloved friend, glorious even in death, my weakness too late to save her, stop her coming undone,

    The land burned, charred and desolate, once so green and golden, the darkness ruthless,

Claiming all and devouring hope, tears fallen onto the cloth of golden memory forgotten,

    Her skin, once so fair and now ashen, blackened and crumbling features, attempts to remember the former glory fruitless.

    My fault, my burden, my story to tell,

My cries, my pleas, my sobs unheard, my mind a hollow shell.

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I, King of Blood, cursed with darkness and power, rotten to the core.

    Her, Queen of Sun , my beloved friend, a great warrior, honored and loved by all.

The others, the Count of Grim and the Wizard of Crystals, those I adore,

     Our darling family, our loving alliance, bound by trust and care, doomed by me to fall.

The darkness turned me away from our bonds, betrayal and revenge we swore,

     A call I should have never heeded, pain and grief in our four souls as I obeyed the call.

Now she lies cold and beyond my reach, the twins of rust and blood fled our home,

    Leaving me alone, as I deserve, worthy punishment for betraying my blood and bone.

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We were once great, grand and powerful, known and heeded by the land.

     I, just myself, my support vast but my skills common.

The Farmer Queen, the greatest warrior, the kindest friend, honor and violence, all who fought her knowing they faced their last stand,

    The Lord of Darkness, his build slight but his mind ticking, creations of bronze and iron that razed foes and saved lives alike, known for his love of salmon,

The Wizard of Amethyst, the greatest magician known to man and many guided by her hand.

    All powerful, all great, except for me, my simplicity shadowed by their splendor, my mind growing jealous and rotten.

I was lesser, that much was clear, all of them held back by my fragility.

    Until I saw a path up, to reach their glory for myself, to be worthy, to gain their status of immortality.

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How could I be so foolish? So weak, so easily swayed?

    My actions, my stupidity, it doomed them all, I destroyed the world,

If only I had listened to the words of the wise, if only I had allowed my allies to come to my aid,

     It could have been saved, she could have lived, instead it all burned.

Curse the dark one who led me down this cursed path, curse myself for following, for being so afraid!

    My weakness brought me here, my desperation for power and glory, look what I have earned, in return.

My soul blemished by darkness, my hands covered unfathomably in blood,

     What was shed must be paid, the punishment must be reaped, a dark flood.