SP

— Three souls. One prophecy. One last hope. — : ̗̀➛ The Soldier will fight. : ̗̀➛ The King will unite. : ̗̀➛ The Poet's words will decide the fate of the world. You are the poet. As an ancient darkness awakens, one prophecy remains: “When the Soldier finds the Poet, and the Poet finds the King, the world shall remember how to sing.”