User:Genowhirlz

I can't remember what exactly brought me into the Celestial Realm. Perhaps it was the guiding voice of a friend, whose words are fading from my ears. But in all the end, I began to tire. I tired of the endless war and strife in the realms. Tired of constantly needing to subdue Archwitches, those who were put down time and again for berserking, only to rise again. In a world of endless conflict and desire, I grew both stronger and weary. My newfound power did nothing to diminish the feeling of weight in my bones, sapping my will to continue even as mine maidens of war pushed me ever forward, some harshly, some...almost lovingly. But love and war were perhaps the only two things that were in common for any number of them. In the end, I chose to slumber. And in dream, I beg you.

End it all. Let me not wake to war and desire once more.