The Prophecy (Prologue)

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When the orb of the night is near and red and blue

One Paragon shall be born with all powers imbued

He must seek and fulfill his threefold destiny

Before the moon of his birth repeats in history

A deep bond of affection must he establish

For if one is without the other shall he perish

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