[Dixonok]

They hear it..
But somehow it does not bring happiness.
This is sadness, ringing from the bottom of a soul.
Ah..the Mire, our home child.
You had freedom, you had will, courage!
But it's as they say...once upon a time.
The Hunter becomes the Prey.
You'll be missed, my dear child.

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Within the Mire
Even though they won..why does victory feels so..bad?
The King looks around, there's no body. Nothing.
Spirits fly around..no banshees, just normal, common souls speaking about his deeds.
But the King remains..why does he even still stands if he's not even able to protect his people.
A grave was dug, a memory stone place. 
Rest well..Hunter. For you'll be always remembered.


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