Dante the Ghost

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''We shall answer each question in its own time. There is nothing that escapes our notice. We see all. You may have fragments of memory, but we remember completely. Yes, he is your brother. You cannot recall him ever, for you were separated. How? Let us bring to light a common frame of reference. Randorn. Now the light dawns. We see the comprehension dawning upon you. You are not feeble-minded. Randorn is indeed your father. Now attend: you know the story. You are a Vixon, your brother a Wolven — both of you once held an attraction for the other but never consummated. You were never ''vulpi''; his name is false. But how did you end up in this world, distorted from what you once were?''
''We shall answer each question in its own time. There is nothing that escapes our notice. We see all. You may have fragments of memory, but we remember completely. Yes, he is your brother. You cannot recall him ever, for you were separated. How? Let us bring to light a common frame of reference. Randorn. Now the light dawns. We see the comprehension dawning upon you. You are not feeble-minded. Randorn is indeed your father. Now attend: you know the story. You are a Vixon, your brother a Wolven — both of you once held an attraction for the other but never consummated. You were never ''vulpi''; his name is false. But how did you end up in this world, distorted from what you once were?''


''The Drakor. It was he who separated you — during the final battle his dark Heart ripped twin holes in space and time and flung the both of you through. You were cast down upon that mysterious world called Cerinia; Sabre was cast upon the Lylat, fused into the soul of another. Neither of you remembered the other. You were doomed to never meet.''
''The Drakor. It was he who separated you — during the final battle his dark Heart ripped twin holes in space and time and flung the both of you through time and space, ripping apart your fleshy selves. You were cast down upon that mysterious world called Cerinia, bound to the soul of another; Sabre was cast upon the Lylat, fused to the soul of another. Neither of you remembered the other. You were doomed to never meet, subsumed in your new identity.''


''But then echoes from that other world reached you. At a slightly older age than before, you answered the call, an instinct awakening in you. It was Randorn calling to you again, the EarthWalker King with him as it was before. You were directed to a mirror world, nearly identical. But another spirit was attempting to harness its power for its own end. We laugh at it in scorn — you join in also, for this creature is a pathetic being after the Drakor.''
''But then echoes from that other world reached you. At a slightly older age than before, you answered the call, an instinct awakening in you. It was Randorn calling to you again, the EarthWalker King with him as it was before. You were directed to a mirror world, nearly identical. But another spirit was attempting to harness its power for its own end. We laugh at it in scorn — you join in also, for this creature is a pathetic being after the Drakor.''


''Now you understand. Now you know why you felt such a longing for this vain mercenary ''vulpes''; he was your Wolven brother, subsumed wholly in his new life. He does not remember you; you remembered him but distantly. Even during the four years of your reunification he was in ignorance of who you were. You remember, don't you? How he frustrated you. How he kept putting you off. He wanted no attachments on any terms but his own — you threatened to leave him if he did not listen; but that did not work.''
''Now you understand. Now you know why you felt such a longing for this vain mercenary ''vulpes''; he was your Wolven brother, but unlike you, consumed wholly in his new life. He does not remember you; you remembered him but distantly. Even during the four years of your reunification he was in ignorance of who you were. You remember, don't you? How he frustrated you. How he kept putting you off. He wanted no attachments on any terms but his own — you threatened to leave him if he did not listen; but that did not work.''


''You were foolish to think he could be yours again. He never loved you. His love is money, fame, a dead father's memory. What room in his life would there be for you?''
''You were foolish to think he could be yours again. He never loved you. His love is money, fame, a dead father's memory. What room in his life would there be for you?''
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''But before you go, we wish to draw your attention to your Staff. It is a powerful weapon, yes, but it is a remnant of your past. Something which can be used against you. Something which can define you as false, kill you over and again.''
''But before you go, we wish to draw your attention to your Staff. It is a powerful weapon, yes, but it is a remnant of your past. Something which can be used against you. Something which can define you as false, kill you over and again.''


''Take this knife of finely honed edge. It is called'' [Ascendance]. ''For you have Ascended the prison of flesh, of causality and physical law. You are a law unto your own self. Take its twin,'' [Sorcery]''. Those fell creatures of illogicality? They which separated you from the rest? This then is the arbiter of their power. Twist it against them and make them rue the day they killed you.''
''Take this knife of finely honed edge. It is called'' [Ascendance]. ''For you have Ascended the prison of flesh, of causality and physical law. You are a law unto your own self. Take its twin,'' [Sorcery]''. Those fell creatures of illogicality? They which separated you from the rest? This then is the arbiter of their power. Don't be angry — they were emancipators, truth-sayers, reading to you the final shape in its totality. They are allies, servants. Command them.''


''Become the Ascendant Sorceress.''
''Become the Ascendant Sorceress.''