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It is followed by a third.

This letter, however, is not physical in nature. As a thought-construct would in the benighted Realm of Unreality, the letters form in the physical spaces where they would be seen.
Without a care for borders, the missive of the Archon is made manifest.

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"Greetings.
This letter is courtesy of the Archon, the being formerly known as Na'Ria, who now bears no name.
If you are reading this, it is intentionally so.

You may be wondering why, of all people, I am speaking on this matter.
Whoever Vokel Hiraeth is, it doesn't truly matter to I;
I am quite old, and these new names and faces escape me so dearly.

But the Hiraeth family is one I have watched, observed, and understood for quite some time.

What may be missing from the equation is a simple question of 'why'?
And to answer it, I must first explain myself.
I, as the reborn being, have retained my memory of the past self.
Many questioned why this is, and if I truly am different for hosting the memories of the demon I no longer am.
Many speculate that the ploy to keep my demonic self's memories is because I did not wish to change.

It is quite the opposite.
Now, allow me to tell you a story about a little owl.
This owl, the young, demonic Na'Ria, a Tera-class demon.

Diavol, Grisha, and Mariona-
two of the strongest Kaor-class demons after Ragnarok, and Varrach's strongest undead, hosting Coronacht, for you youngers needing a history lesson-
moved to confront two Drakanite women over something of great import.
The first, Ulfhild Avintess, a name that has largely fallen to the wayside, except as a damnable surname;
the second, a woman by the name of Sorcha, who protested her father's actions-
I do believe the phrasing was something along the line of 'dad's fuck-ups', forgive my language-
in the negotiations of a blade.

This blade was not an ordinary weapon,
but Fateweaver, the Kaorblade of Sak'noth, the freshly-slain Imperfect, and the Lord of Change.
Sorcha's father, Orphee Dawnseeker, slew him in the flames of Ragnarok.
And with it, Sorcha was not seen again...

I have quite the reason to suspect the nature of these protections;
the Dawnseeker name is the very same as the Hiraeth name.
Melione Hiraeth, you may have thought your tracks ridded,
but you truly are as impulsive as a sin-apparent like you may be.

It is quite a shame I've had to reveal my hand as this.
Truly, I did hope that the crone had keeled over, what with the undue stress of slithering in the dark for the past sixty years.
But as I have changed for the better, as I hope I have demonstrated-
she has done nothing but fall further into depravity, leading to this situation here.

My Oracle, Ysayl dul Vique, is quite the astute one, yet a further picture must be clarified.
Apologies for the intrusion, if ever there was one;
I merely had to expunge this information at the most opportune moment.

Thank you for your time,
and may penance come in peace."