The following text is an excerpt from a document held in the Aerilian City Archive. Believed to be a religious work from roughly 600 years ago, this text details an ancient tradition involving ritual suicide, and unconfirmed return from the dead. Many local folk tales corroborate this text, yet all significantly predate it by at least one thousand years. It is unclear if this text is based off of these folk tales, yet many researchers find it likely.

- Excala Mueseum: Aerilia exhibition, 1927

I will not speak, for he will judge not my voice.

I will not move, for he will judge not my body.

I will not think, for he will judge not my cunning.

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I will fall silent, stay still, remain absent-minded.

Complete calm will befall my body, my mind, my soul. I will reveal to him my truest self, untainted by thought, words, actions.

He will find me and judge me. In the burning pits, fuelled for all eternity, he will decide if I join the others, or if I should live. And I will live.

He will grant me power, for I have seen death. For I am unfit to die just yet.

And I will return stronger. With fire that burns on water. That torches our enemies until nothing is left of them.

That shapes metal and melts stone. That burns glass and kills air.

Smoke that chokes out the sun, that fills lungs and bursts them.

I will walk through flames barefoot, dance with the embers until I can no more.

I will fulfil my purpose that he set out for me, and then I will die.