[NikolaNeiju]

Oh.

How foolish was I...

To think, that with I, a legacy had died.

When thee carry thine kin on thy back, and thou can no more, thee falls... And thee thinks, that thyself and others are forgotten.


But Champion is not a person.

They are an idea, a bleak, dark hope among pitch-black despair.

Maybe I was too wrong to judge too quickly, after hearing Mother's whisper end... They did not falter, they do not fear, but persist. Truly are, strugglers of this world...

Everything has an end... But when there's an end... There's also, a new beginning.

And there will always be a new one... Always a new one among them all, rising and rallying up against the stacked odds.

I wish for thou all to carry on through the Night, unto the Kin, unto the Nightmother.

- Yaron