Iâve seen Ivalice demise through my eyes. I knew of itâs collapse the day her people hung me. There is no redemption for the greed and hatred that filled their eyes.
Blood that needed to be spilled across her land. The age of an Era now but dreams of history. The Gods have fallen and the humes reign supreme. Yet here now they slaughter one another for the glory of the crown. Pulled by the strings of the Church, tâwas their inner demons that drove them to insanity.
With the promise of an angel of blood, they took up their swords. A second life and a new purpose.
War orchestrated by their hands. Ivalice at war with itself once again. Ordallia long had a war of Empires that devastated the land. If they were to see what she is now, the sadness in their eyes would be overwhelming.
Ivalice can meet no future unless death is to follow.
To bring back the dead is truly sin in itself. I wished for my rest and yet here I am with the innocence of this land.
I can only pray that one day she will see the light that will guide her to harmony. Lest there be a day when no other shall die by the hand of man. Let there be the day when Ivalice can truly walk into the paradise IÂ foresaw.
