By the grace of Etro, let thunder herald your arrival.
- Odin's summoning
"Divine Etro, go peacefully to your rest. I will stand guard over your legacy..."
This is a fantasy based on reality.
"Years passed and carry on from the world I lived in. Time's path is no longer certain. Etro... You advised patience, but for how long must I slumber? When will you finally awaken me from these dreams, these blurred visions? Your Knight stays diligent and devoted to your valiant wisdom. I have neither doubts nor regrets of my choices, but I knew I failed you as I've failed...
Chaos spilled out to the world, a bleak and lifeless future, Valhalla appeared within Pulse, unscathed by the currents of time and scourge. Caius Ballad is still alive and has won just as you have foreseen. The future has once again been shifted to his doing. The world isn't as it appears, it's predisposed to a surreal reality of a fantasy.
A meeting predestined by the divine.
In my crystal stasis, I can envisage the one that I await for and that time is soon. Odin has been restless and kneels down for the day I awaken. Lucis Caelum... Are you prepared for what you have been destined for?
Translated as 'Sky of the Night Light'... He was chosen by Her before he was born just as I was, but his fate isn't to become a Knight. I do not understand his importance, but his choices of one would influence of the lives of many which bounds back to the goddess. If so
Why can't I see your destiny from Etro's sacred temple?
Who are you?"
I was about to ask the same thing."
The figure that still lies asleep in the Fantasy.