Images. Images of a war between harmony and discord. Images of the blackest hearts from across the Rift. And a voice; the voice of the maiden he had sworn to protect. Calling his name, in desperation. He awakens in one of the battlegrounds that the war had crafted - a war that he had escaped. So why was he here? And why could he not leave? Post-013, not 000.
Rated: T - English - Fantasy - Chapters: 39 - Words: 133,197 - Reviews: 87 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 17 - Updated: 6/29 - Published: 12/9/2013 - Cloud of Darkness, Onion Knight, Terra B., Lightning F.