After almost a year there was noting more to do.

Running the dungeon that was left there by you.

Death after death can i even continue?

In searching for virtue... we failed to defeat. Lived to retreat.

Under the unbearable weight my shadow crushing the foundation polluting our meld.

Now parts of your heart and soul lay about unable to be synthesize.

Through the flames renew.

Rest assured this journey through virtue is hell after hell.

The strongest blades are forged.

Don't stop chasing your dreams. Please keep creating drawing singing laughing. Pick your suffering its a small price to pay for your existence no matter what that may be.

Some day ill see you on the other side...

-Serenely a member of your Karass

Excerpt taken from "The Alchemic Bond"