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Now that you have destroyed the darkness,
along with it,
you have destroyed a part of the universe,
which gave us the right
to exist...
But the chaos from which everything originated is immortal,
it will punish all the pitiful gods above,
and a new world will be born again,
and new rulers will rise to the throne,
those who came to us with goodness and light,
only a couple of years have passed,
and now there are wars again,
and you want to tell me
that light should lead us...
only the one who embodies
both darkness and light
can become a great ruler,
but for now, in the meantime,
protect the darkness,
wait to destroy it,
so that you can be proud of your life...
Here, I wrote a response!...
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You extinguished the flames of hell,
but the gates of hell closed,
and now the gods are against you,
against all of you,
against all those who participated in the war,
curses rained down from above,
and the souls of the dead,
who are like demons,
fly upwards
destroying everything in heaven,
or they remain here,
bringing death...
Your comrades are completely exhausted,
and one by one they die,
we gave you a choice,
but you rejected it...
well, suffer as long as you can,
but you will never find happiness...
And this is the answer to what happened when you extinguished the sacred flame...
Why are you condemning our campaign?
We are going with light and a dream.
Why are you destroying our morality?
We can no longer live in such darkness.
If we don't fight the darkness now,
when we have the strength and knowledge,
then it will consume us
and it won't care that we are a part of the universe.
Our campaign is just a drop in the ocean,
but we will go on it,
so that our children do not know sorrow,
which brings evil with it.
And the darkness will fall from our blade.
We will live in peace and tranquility.
We know that trouble will come again,
and we will rise up against it.
Evil will always live in our world,
and no one can destroy it,
but we can defeat their legions
and gain a respite from extinction.
Ещё долго Гильраэн вспоминал глаза Энтов и звуки пилы, разносившиеся по пещере, но он понимал, что без костров он не приготовил бы горячий бульон из свежего драконьего мясца...