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The world was burning. 

Smoke darkened the sky. Broken minds wandered through the wasteland, husks of the things they used to be. 

We failed. It was up to us to stop Vulom Neh Viir, but how could we? He was the darkness that consumed the light. He killed and destroyed. 
If only we had more guidance. If only we were stronger. 

There was no point in wishing for those things. We had failed, and that will never change. 

We are part of this new nothing, therefore, we are nothing. 

We are nothing. 

Y̴o͕̦̯͈̠͔͔ù ͖̦͚̩͘a̪͎̜͕͕̤͚r̥e̜͓̺̬̭͈ ͕͕̩̳ṋ͈̲ò̜̤̞͓̯ͅt̵̯̜̹̻͓͇h̰̤̪ḭ̺̤̮̰̣͝n̴͎g̪̜̳͕̕.̱̝̕

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This is just a possible future, one you can stop from happening. 
The Angels have tried to stop him, but it is no use, so they give you their power. 
You are the chosen few. 
The only ones that will be enough to stop him. 
That is, if you make the right choices.