Beware, my friends. For you face the demonknight's prophecy. You see now the fearsome. Har-Kuun is not a myth. . 3,000 year ago, in the age of the red moon.
In the winter night a lonely wolf. Defying the coldness. I recall his force to face. The long way to the north. . Clash of the thunders. Might of the star lords.
Farewell my last dear breathe of green. Aranen's flag fights cold icy winds. White River flow, you led our way. Now a new wild path to the fair plain.
Shy nameless whisper. Ghost veiled of fading shade. Your gentle presence. I feel on me your hand. . Revealing sorrow. The pain of times now gone. Innocence bleeding.
'Nekron's dark pages proclaimed the worst. Of all the known prophecies. Erian's book, the only possible way to stop it. Had to be found. . The hour had come to answer.
Four brave hearts, as they were just called. Were summoned for this challenge. Iras will be the one to lead them. . Through the domain of the trolls. And follow the white river until they reached.
Lonely vibration of pure and divine. Energy trapped in dead silence. Tell about feelings now lost in a time. Forgotten by all men. . Starfire, light up his unholy words.