The ages have come

The ages have gone

The myriad of worlds, each parallel

Companions they were from ages forgotten

The silent keeper’s designs have all but rotten

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History and knowledge remain locked away

The curators of their bond record each day

A silent fortress, hidden from the highest sight

A bastion of truth for the seekers of light

Record the knowledge, discover the truth

A duty passed on to the kindred youth

His mission begins as Fate moves again

To a planet invaded by the demon domain

The summoned heroes answer the call

The recorder’s path is shrouded from all

As four they depart and as five, they arrive

A tale of heroes that he’s ready to archive