The Banner of the Broken Cross and the Storm of the Worlds - Part One

Supra Section 6 - "The Dreadful King Rises"

Speaker: Bard-prophet

The lights in the world sometimes fade from my eyes
While others fall from the skies

Memories of the past

I wasn't always a wanderer between all the worlds
My life was once very different
And for my present misery, there is no one to blame,
But myself

All i ever wanted was to undo my past mistakes
And thrive in my soul,
Just like my body,
I didn't always travel between the worlds,
Before my multitude of lifetimes were lived,
I only live one life
And the tale is tragic and filled with pain
About how we arrived here and i
Alone am to blame

I will tell you this story if you have the time to listen

In my mind, it was many eons ago,
But i had one life
The only one i knew

I lived in your world before i ever drifted between them

And even then our problems then had not yet begun

The violence against two perpetual forces
At war, had a beginning after the Dreadful King
Of Hell, had stepped down from his throne
Into the darkness of our world,
He brought with him his own darkness,

He made men do horrible things that no one had heard of before,
Forcing them to become his pawns on strings of the mind
So that men would be prisoners of their own minds,
Never able to escape wandering the halls of the maze of the mind,
While the Demon took the reins resulting
In wars, devstation
Tears in abundance, hardship beyond comprehension,
Only a fellowship of dear friends was able to stop him under
The Banner of the Broken Cross,
The Demon was banished from this world by the Teacher's emanating light
Of a sword of truth but for ages after, the armies had overcome him,
He now disembodied sought a new way to enter this world,
By enticing a new victim, and only by taking what never belonged to him,
That is–human souls of the beloved of this earth could he gain
Strength through heartbreak and eventually would grow strong enough to reemerge,
A parasite controlling a new possessed body,
A new puppet, a new host

and for a thousand years, the world forgot the name of the Demon
and the war of the consuming fire was forgotten,

during the war, i was granted the ability to live an extraordinarily long life,
and this magic guards me even today,
although. since then i have lived many lives,
and learned of the experiences of many,
having no particular place to call my own,
and i knew that my purpose in my life was
to recount all of these experiences in song,
to sing them through verse,
so that everyone listening might understand
and feel within themselves a desire
to become more than who they are,
and explore their world
and save those on the brink of being lost,

i have been a guide to lost sailors on the seas of many worlds,
but never once have I believed that any of my actions
could have atoned for any of my sins,
the pain in my heart, as i realize that i might never be forgiven,

When the Dreadful King of Hell, was banished from your world,
The Kings who fought this War knew they wanted
the memory of the conflict to be forgotten forever,
so they burned books that were written,
this war lasted for ten years,

One dark night, a thousand years after the Enemy was banished from your world,
I knew in my heart that my time in your world
Was short
I could feel in my heart
That if the shadow ever returned,
I would no longer be able to stay in your world—i would be either dead or somewhere
No one would be able to find me,

I knew that the weapon we used to banish the demon
From this world
The Ethernalion–that is the Lamp which lights the hearts of all people
Who approach it,
Still was secure in its place of power
And as long as this eternal light was not squelched, it would shine
On forward forever,
The long ordeal was sung about for decades
Until itbecame forbidden to even speak of the war
And the name of the demon had been blotted out and forgotten