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This is a poem based off the deserted guild i made.
Phase one skeith, the terror of death
He will give chase till your out of breath
to him, your are a hunt, a GAME
and he will treat us ALL the same
Phase two, Innis, the mirage of deceit
his disorientating lies will cause your defeat
Don't trust anything, not even your eyes
Because even the slightest trust will let open to lies
Phase three, Magus, The propagtion
He could bud into an entire nation!
And with massive numbers, he will win the fight
And multiply more for pure delight
Phase four, Fidchell, the prophet
The outcome he see's, no one can stop it
There's no place to run, no hope for escape
All we can do is learn to appreciate
Phase five, Gorre, the machinator
He is the true mankind hater
To punish and destroy is her plot
And his plan will carry out, In two differant spots
Phase six, Macha, the temptress
Her seductive ways will leave you breathless
But beware, she plans to betray
And leave your romantic life astray
Phase seven, Tarvos, The avenger
To avenge what was lost, Her own mentors
Strike her once, and she'll strike back
Leaving nothing of you intact
Phase eight, Corbenik, the rebirth
His demise will cause the wave to revert
And the adominable cascades will rise up again
Over and over, till there's nothing left
*join my guild!
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