In the end, only the fittest survive in this world. If you're strong you live. If you're weak, you die. - Makoto Shishio
I must become stronger. strong enough to defeat Tri-Edge and save Shino. TO SAVE EVERYONE! -Haseo
Love is, the hearts desire to serve someone who is precious to you, to watch over them. Like my sister did, for you Gaara. -Yashamaru
A scattered dream that's like a far off memory. A far off memory that's like a scattered dream. I wanna line the pieces up, yours and mine. -Sora
The Iris symbolizes the happiness of those who believe. -Kiyotaka Narumi
The cat is a whimsical creature, yet pious, and completely unpraisable by people. - Kanon Hilbert
Kanon Hilbert and Eyes Rutherford
Magus and Kuhn 2nd Phase: The Propogation
Skeith and Haseo 1st Phase: The Terror of Death
John 14:6 Jesus said to him "I am the way, the truth, and the light. No man comes to the Father except through Me."
John 3:16 For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in Him, should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Prologue (Poem) When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end The goddess descends from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting Act I (Poem) Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess We seek it thus, and take to the sky Ripples form on the water's surface The wandering soul knows no rest. Act II (Poem) There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul Pride is lost Wings stripped away, the end is nigh Act III (Poem) My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow No matter where the winds may blow My friend, your desire Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return Act IV (Poem) My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left the bow of the goddess My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber Legend shall speak Of sacrifice at world's end The wind sails over the water's surface Quietly, but surely Act V (Poem) Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the sands, the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice
Even if the morrow is barren of promises, nothing shall forestall my return