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          After the fall of the Lunalight beast warriors, the rest of the tribes swiftly followed. The soil of their camps became socked in each other's sacred blood, and corpses left to turn into ashes as the last embers of their magic extinguished.

         The Dawn tribe was the last of beast-warriors to exist, whom were successfully able to retreat into the burning deserts of Egypt, where they stayed hidden from all humans, angel's and demons. Their chief, Callen Flores was the son of their deceased leader, Jevin Flores, and due to the demon's still trying to track down the tribe, an order was announced that the tribe should scatter over the sun beating land. He assembled a small fighting unit to follow him, and act as a decoy for the women and children to escape, despite knowing his unit was walking straight into the jaws of death, and leaving behind his lover, Cordelia Ortiz, whose originated from her past life as a Lady Gouldian Finch bird.

         After the final battle, and taken as a prisoners, Callen and his men were thrown into the Mausoleum's labyrinth. They were left there to starve and suffocated over the toxic, miasma air, but not to die. The Avatar of Wrath would always visit. and give them fine lesson from lashing their backs day after day, but Callen was his favorite. The young chieftain always swallowed his screams, resisting to give the demon the satisfaction of torturing him, but that only gave the opposite effect. Soon after, his men went insane one by one, and what made it sickening for the leader was to sit back and watch them torture themselves. 

         In the end the warrior's bodies could no longer hold their corrupted souls, and gave away its last breath. Callen fell into despair, he had long forgotten what his wife looked like, and was left empty and emotionless, after his men's death. The labyrinth though maintained their ghostly souls, and left them to wander its maze endlessly with no memories of, whom they were or why they were here. Their anger, pain, despair, and hunger to be set free was all they had. Each night the chieftain would hear their hollow screams echo in his bloodstained cell, and see them his nightmares whenever he fainted from the pain. Hope was lost for him, and soon after he was falling down the same dark hole as his men did.

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As years passed Cordelia came to terms with herself that her lover was long gone. She decided to head north, hoping if leaving the country by sea would make the demons loss her trail, but her plan took a flabbergasting turn of events. The Egyptians, assumed she was a god, who had come to heal the sick and protect the women and children, because of her animalistic features. Of course, these rumors-rose, after accidentally encountering a group of traders, whom had fallen ill while crossing through the central Nile delta, where she had temporarily settled in, and nursed them back to health. Due to these turn of events, the people began to build her a temple, and called her Isis, which meant "Woman of the Throne." Despite the misunderstanding, this helped Cordelia to hide her existence from the demons using the fake identity the humans had created her without knowing. 

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Eventually Cordelia adapted to her new life, and lived up to the the expectations of those, who had become her people. As her tribe's people were hunted down one by one, the human's once again became her source of existence. With every passing month, she would witness a vision in her sleep. Her last one . . . was the Prophecy of a Warrior's Revenge . It spoke of a coming destruction that would be casted upon the three realms by a future generation's war. Cause? The resurrection of the Lunalight and Dawn tribe, which could either demolish the three realms, or stabilize the peace among the demons, humans, and angels. . . But if fate was to lead down to the path of destruction, then all three worlds would have to tolerate a future of bloodshed and agony under a tyrant neither human nor demon, whom wields daggers of great power.

         Fearing her very existence would be linked to her horrid vision, she flew south to the Red Sea Hills, and to a witch, who specialized in dark magic. She asked of her to seal her seal her soul into her own, silver bladed daggers in exchange she would hand over all the riches the humans have offered her, which varied from golden statues to fine silk clothes. The witch accepted the beast-warriors trade, and after the ritual was completed on the rise of the full moon, when the last rays of sunlight scattered in the sky, before fading away. Fascinated by the beast-warrior's large, and colorful feathers, the human plucked them out from the corpse's body, before burning it into ashes, distressed what would happen if someone was ever to find it. That was the last time a beast warrior ever existed, and was ever heard of in the Human Realm, but despite the so-called -goddess' sacrifice, fate had already taken effect, leaving the realms to blindly wait for their obliteration to commence.

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        The prophecy was told from one human to another, and the myth of the Blessed Blades of Twilight's End slowly faded along with its stories as time passed. Forgotten by everyone, but the Great Creator.

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