Noctis, my son.

Do you still remember our time together, in the garden of treasure?

It was beautiful, peaceful like our nation it dwelf.

Once full of hope, but fast did it elope.

Now we are broken, the crown city soon an Omen.

An Omen of death, of destruction.

My son, my heir, you are the key to our redemption.

Only you can restore the light and reclaim the throne of your home.

You are the one to perish the starscourge, sacrificing yourself to all.

I'm sorry, my son. I'm sorry to not be able to protect you from the fall.

I mourned your destiny all these years, begging the six to not claim you..

I failed, my son.. in this attempt to save you.

I love you, my little Night Light. The time we had together I cherish deeply.

So Walk tall, my son; for the rise of a new day.