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* Her hand slides along the parchment, as she sign’s it, swift and precise, as she turns and walks away. *

The walls had started to regain color,
I could feel the color return to my skin,
I could watch the black leave my robes,
I could think for myself again,
I remembered who I was,
Grace Blackheart,
I don’t know anymore who I really am,
As the darkness finally left my eyes I saw the world again,
It was dull, boring, plain,
I gave my power back to the lord,
My time was over,
My job complete,
Now its time for my real vendetta to start,
I shall pick up a new weapon to slay my foe,
I may be grace blackheart but,
I will forever be Calamity upon this land.

* She head’s into the woods outside the temple cave, towards the ruins of the old fire temple, there she will train in peace*