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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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