The Dragon King will call,
Dragons will rise
From clay and earth they will crawl.
Lost and scattered, the Doryu will aris
From the shadows of their lands
Humanity will fall,
Into the hands,
Of the dead gods,
The heirs of Flood and Blood.
The heirs of Fae and Elf will rise,
One of Flood.
One of Blood.
Their broken subjects will cry,
For justice of how they’ve been wronged,
Then Humanity will fall,
Devoured by it’s brother’s and sister's dying call.
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