End this eternal winter.

Omua’s black blood burnt away snow-white flesh and

painted a path from the mountain of endless winter to the land where the dragon’s tooth lay.

To show the descendants of the parasite who stole the Holy Flame

that the dragon’s curse had not yet ended.

End this eternal winter.

Omua’s black blood melting away the bones they inherited from the parasite

presented her agony from when god broke her wings and severed her four legs.

To show them the glory of the ancient golden mountain will forever be buried

beneath the endless winter if the Holy Flame is not returned.

End this eternal winter.

Omua’s black blood consumed the blood spilt by the silent

and spat out a voice filled with the wrath from the parasite’s broken oath.

To return life to Omua, who was slain by the gods,

a pact with the Black Spirit that possessed her for the power to reclaim the Holy Flame.

End this eternal winter.

When I first hatched from the egg and saw the winter scenery,

I took the warm, thin-ice that encircled me and froze the fragments of memory by engraving Omua’s blood across my body.

To ensure that I remember, even as I struggle through the pact and a maelstrom of emptiness.

End this eternal winter.

Finally, as Omua’s blood blossomed into a dark-blue flower across my body.

We will now leave this golden mountain behind and step out into the world.

Entering the pact with Black Spirit, I’m entrusting my body to its possession and great power.

And then take back Ynix, the Holy Flame that can even immolate the gods, to condemn all the gods in this world.

End this eternal winter.

On a night where the moon was dark on the hills of Zvier,

a young Demibeast looked up to the mountain of endless winter and whispered.

“Ohhh, god… hide your tracks....”

“As Guardian covered in the ancient dragon’s blood - the owner of the Holy Flame - has opened her eyes to her purpose.”