d I was once the Guardian

ind on any map of Earth, it was where

each soul the Draugh

't carry old pains into new live

was the High Custodia

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rom my family, passed down through generations of G

Calamity

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was innocent,

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five hundred years

ension, just endless

were finally over, I was a wre

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ient, just grateful

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ed away in the Chasm, and their apparen