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[Art By Topseoung (탑승)] [!] A missive of carefully lettered cursive was posted across all of Aevos. In the wake of an ever-burning eclipse of crimson. Do you feel it? Divinity made manifest from one created by the children of the Creator. Seraphic blood supped upon by one carved from stone. Not from God, but from one of His. Do you feel it? The winds that now change to our whims. Do the children of God feel the wind? Those perfidious servants, slaves of their machinations must hear the cockcrow of change. The evenfall of time, do they feel it? The chill left in the wake of the Sun’s demise. The cold, lifeless dawn that rises on us. Surely, when all was made by God, merciful and august He be. That He saw to imprint onto us the means of our own safeguarding and security. When He too feels the chill of the Sun. – The ache of cold on archaic bones. Does He fear his own creations? Or does He sit in the Skies, smile on his face as He knows? Saints and Martyrs died for this. Died for the vindication we have witnessed. The Saints and Martyrs must smile upon us as we realize what destiny is now. Let it be up to us now and His faithful to continue to make those that came before in His word proud. Exalted Horen and God's word lead us to divinity and paradise. To a Skies all too out of reach to all of God’s faithful. Let us lead the Crusade as God’s faithful to our own self reliance and to open the gates to the Skies for all.

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Frustration marks the face of the Golden Hearted Keeper, as she sees her comrades continue to bicker amongst themselves. "The petty squabbles these children find themselves in will lead only to ruin. Those too prideful to throw away past grudges and those too narcissistic to share the glory with their comrades, they MUST change if we are to truly unite as one under the banner of ORDER. For it is Order that preserves us, and Light that guides our way."

As those comets touch down upon the mortal realm a newly born vessel of the Sunlit Lord awakens as if from a hazy dream. A righteous fury bubbles beneath the surface of a calm demeanour as they look out upon a land tainted by darkness. Never has her duty been clearer to her than it is now "We will not let the sun set."

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The young Warden would sit within her room as she read the note, a kettle on the stove and the smell of leftovers filling the air. As she reads a prideful smile would cross her face. "Another trial, passed with grace." She thinks on her current students, and those she had raised in the past as she eats the remaining feast before her.

A freshly branded Herald sits within a library surrounded by flame and ash and ponders upon the events of the day, a smirk across her face as she recalls Helious falling from the ceiling of Sunbreak.

Within the depths of the Keep of Sunbreak a Paladin has stowed herself away in an alchemical lab, producing ordinance for the battles ahead, stockpiling and preparing - as the prophecy strikes across her vision she pauses in her work. She looks up to the ceiling as if she could see the very sky above, through dozens of meters of mountain above. A smile sets upon her face as she gets back to work with newfound motivation.

[!] An old face finds their way to the Lurin gates, looking upon the familiar architecture of the nation borrowed from a long buried city. A sigh is exhaled before they make their entrance.

A red haired elfess would give the missive a read as she listens to the ravings of her comrade, savouring a morning coffee she gives a response to the man "It doesn't make sense - Necrotic or geist we'll get to the bottom of it." With that the elf dons her armor and sets off for Lurin.

Amelia receives her letter upon her return to the keep, a solemn expression plasters her face as she tucks the letter into her desk amongst a pile of precious documents. "Another Brother falls silent. When you next awaken you will be welcomed by a new order." A letter is penned by the Paladin that night and left in a sealed envelop at the feet of the sleeping giant. "Justinian, I too feel the crushing weight of our duty upon me even more so now as I feel hope and faith has run thin across the continent. Enjoy your rest for you have earned it. I will continue to do my duty to make the realm a better place for when you awaken, so that the weight of the world is not so crushing. I do hope that by the time you read this letter the halls around you are alive with celebration and when next you see the sun its light will be so bright that no darkness could ever manifest within its wake again. If however I am no longer around when you awaken then know that I did not lie down and rest, I will fight until my last breath and for every brother and sister that lays to rest I will fight twice as hard even as fatigue builds and exhaustion overtakes me. This is my promise to you and to all of our Brothers and Sisters. - Your friend, Amelia."

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