She is the beginning and the end, a silent soldier.
The world is desolate, bare. No life remains but her, and she is the cause. A single spoken word from her mouth caused this utter ruin. Darkness reigns, and she would cry if she were who she once was.
But she has another duty yet. From the ashes of her destruction, a single plant blooms, the start of rebirth. Nothing will live without causing another's death.
But she has another duty yet. From the ashes of her destruction, a single plant blooms, the start of rebirth. Nothing will live without causing another's death.
She is the beginning and the end, a soldier of ruin and rebirth.
