[Verse 1 – The Legend Begins] Dost thou know the truth of our line, Ancestors whispered in shadowed time? A place of wonder, lost and cold— Loial Ariya, the tale of old. They say a beast was planted there, By hands unknown, beyond compare. None who entered made it through— A cursed land, where nightmares grew. [Verse 2 – The Vow] “My king,” I cry, “I’ll face the flame, The beast that stole my father’s name. You say I’m just a boy, not yet a man— But vengeance carves a greater plan.” The king did sigh, his gaze was grave, “This road you walk, no soul can brave. You’ll need the aid of one who knows— The wizard high where the third wind blows.” [Chorus – The Quest Begins] Through burning sands and midnight skies, He rides alone where silence lies. A fire lit beneath a tree, And dreams that whisper destiny. He climbs the heights, he braves the storm, For truth, for love, for vengeance born. [Verse 3 – The Wizard Appears] He wakes to find a figure near, No mountain top, the sky is clear. “Oh, mighty mage, I’ve searched so long!” The wizard laughed: “I heard your song. I walked below to meet your fire, I know the beast, I know its ire. But you’re not ready—rage won’t win, You must find peace before you begin.” [Bridge – Training and Transformation] By dawn and dusk, the blade he learns, His fury cools, his focus burns. Each strike with truth, each move refined, The boy becomes a blade of mind. And when the final morning nears, The wizard smiles and disappears— “You did this all, I simply stayed, Now walk the path your spirit made.” [Chorus – The Battle Calls] To Loial Ariya he rides alone, To face the beast, to claim his throne. “No fear remains,” he shouts with breath, “For I have danced with doubt and death.” The beast arose with ancient eyes, “You are a boy,” it did surmise. “You insult me,” the boy replied, “I’ll end the pain you’ve kept inside.” [Verse 4 – Revelation] Steel to claw and flame to bone, The battle shook the cursed stone. At last the beast began to yield, Its voice now soft, its power sealed. “You are the one I sought for years, You faced your pain and fought your fears. Your father sleeps, not dead, not lost— A secret kept at mighty cost.” [Outro – The Gift and the Rest] The beast lay down, its watch now done, “For you are worthy, chosen one. This land was guarded, now it’s free— The truth, the power… it lives in thee.” So ends the tale of fire and sword, Of a boy who rose and kept his word. From pain he forged a brighter day— And led the light through shadowed way.
