"When The skies and the grounds were one legends through there twelve forces nurtured the tree of life. An eye of red forces created the evil which covered the heart of tree of life and the heart slowly grew dry.

To intent an embrace for heart of tree of life, the legends hereby divide the tree in half and hide each side hence time is overturned and space turns askew.

The twelve forces divide into two and create two suns that look alike, into two worlds that seem alike. The legends travel apart. The legends shall now see the same sky but shall stand on different grounds, shall stand on the same ground but shall see different skies. The day the grounds beget a single fault before one sky in two worlds that seem alike, the legends will greet each other. The day the red forces purify and twelve forces reunite into one perfect root – ” A New World Shall Open Up “

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"Bijoed, az xokistarī ʙarxurdor şaved, ojo xunrezihoi gunoh ʙa şumo raxti xoʙ meravand, vaqte ki şumo dar ʙorai tavallud şudan xohed ʙud.

Caşm ʙaroi caşm, dandon ʙaroi dandon, ʙadī ʙaroi ʙadī.

Revoljucija! Xudoi xudojon! Xudovand Paerion!"

The ground shook riotously, as the land breached. The man in black cloak with mask stood up coughing blood. "That was easier than I thought..." he smirked, "Now...my plan is on the right track, no one can stop me, HAHAH!" he kept on laughing and laughing. He stopped when he saw something from above.

"What the heck?" His expression darkens when he realize what it was. "You freaking old man! Why me!?"

*BLACKNESS*