Part Two: And so we begin, a journey for Hope.
A love once did exist. A love between a Sky and Nature. How powerful, it was, such that it created a world. But what? Oh, what caused it to break? A curse, a poison. A mistake? No. The Harbinger. How could a love so strong, a love between the Sky and Nature, break so easily? Be broken at all? The Harbinger came and struck. Thus does the sky fall. By poison or sword, thus did the Sky shatter. Thus was love broken. But to be repaired, it was prophesized. But by whom? When?