a perpetual, ever-winding loop of time, forced upon endless pairs of soulmates by those who came before them.
the goddess will be born again in royalty, and she will choose her hero every time. whether that hero appears in robes of green, sheathing, or blue tunics, he will carry the same sword.
evil never truly perishes - never lets the goddess and hero live in silent harmony. though malice and rage continue to torment, hope is reborn constantly in an obligatory cycle.
the goddess carries the unawakened powers to fend off the darkness. the hero -- her royal consort -- carries the sword that seals said darkness.
though with every cycle comes doom and despair. corruption finds a way to tear the goddess from her protection, causing the hero to complete an arduous set of trials and tests to earn her back.
the hero's smile, ancient and timeless, has chipped away by destiny's wear and tear.
he wonders if the cycle will ever end, but as long as evil exists, painfully, ever-growing,