~Huh? Where am I? Why is everything so dark?
~You're finally responding.
~Who are you?
~I'm the one that brought you here.
~What?! Can you bring us back? Answer me!
~I will send someone to guide you until I find a way to right everything.
~You mean we can't go home yet?
~Yes, now I must go little princess.
~Wait no! Come back!
The Ballad Areiya spoke of:
From fiery Inferno
Came forth the lad Wildfire
Raised by the dragons of the Latra peaks
He proved to be of pure virtue
And so Rystonia's gifts
He was granted
To protect its leader at all times
Now born from the Light and Spirit
Was the lad called Halo
Raised in the Forest of Vaddar
His wisdom proved useful
For he became
One of Rystonia's protector
A mighty warrior
Known all by name
Then from the water
Came young Torrent
Raised by the creatures
Of the deep blue sea
And with a trusting heart
A true warrior was he
So the gods said 'Oh let him
Be one of our great warriors to be
And from stone
There is Hardrock
Raised underground
Justice was his code of honor
So that is
Now he was strong
Powers were to him by the gods
At last there is
The child named Strata
Who raised himself
But Astra's Falcons soon took pity
They asked the gods for help
Though the gods were doubtful
They gave him the gift of life
But is it a gift, really?