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Long ago when the stars shined bright

A boy was brought into the world, a never-ending source of light

He grew up in a small town filled with those he called his own

And soon the boy grew strong and went to serve the Golden Throne...

Butchered all his enemies, he did it for his King

Marched all across all the lands with blade of steel grasped in his fist

Yet somewhere in the Far North

He felt a rising pain that ate away his heart...

So back he went to his small town to make sure all was right

But at the spot his village lay was corpses and decay

He cried and howled and screamed and cursed out to the night

But no salvation came to him as he begged and begged to die...

He was alone...

All joy was gone...

The cold feeling within was more than he could bear...

So with an icy heart he walked towards the woods around the town

And by mistake he came upon a banner for Golden Crown...

With rage a snarl escaped through his frozen lips

And he rode towards the Blackened Fortress to avenge his murdered kin...

The King of Black gave him an army to command against the Golden Throne

And the boy who was a source of light laid siege to all the Golden Cities

For many years the people were oppressed by the Tyrant King of Black

But one day the boy, now a man, found the truth behind his village's attack

So he came to the king and took his life, donning the blackened crown

And the boy who was the child of the sun was now a man who felt nothing but cold...