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It was said that darkness was the primeval home of evils and the source of strange and impossible existences. Those who dwell in dreams of horrors and terrible realities. They were the adversaries to the beings of light and the masters of terrible warfare and slaughter. But now, a forgotten voice is heard from the depths of darkness, one most ancient and greater than the dark ones that came after it. In unison, they sing a melody of ancient goodness when the night was pure and darkness was a form of eternal light.