A poem I created, a bit of mythology if you will:
As the gods battle amongst themselves,
The Creator saw a noble warrior,
This man, to become a god.
Twilight’s sacred task, to unite both worlds.
The others, banish him
Back to “his mortal world.”
He who ascended him, to not forsake,
Gave him the powers of the Earth,
But his true power, sealed in the heavens.
Only when the Moon and Sun,
Both see across the horizons,
Twilight’s power will be free.
The Seals, broken by the Eyes,
Will bring forth the apocalypse,
And unite both worlds.
