Child of Light, you were deceived by Darkness; made prey to fear itself. Beaten down, they stripped you of your life, your name. Upon you the shadows have impressed their cruel mark. Even still, you are not as they say, you are no slave to Evil. Your destiny is not with the Dark. You were made to love, gentle child. Much have you fought that they could never see. What a tragedy to watch you come so close to victory. To see briefly your pale face warmed by the light! What mercy have they granted you, Victim of Suffering? They gave you back your name but kept your life!
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