I have struggled for a long time on how best to describe my journeys as the Rift Walker. For over two hundred years I have traveled between worlds witnessing horrors that even our mastery over science could never explain. I have seen empires built and civilizations crumble into nothing. I have seen mankind fall into the dust only to rise like a phoenix and then be dowsed again by uncertain fate. I have seen the playground of God’s and witnessed an unbending cycle that, like a circle, has no beginning and no end. I have seen worlds of mist and fire and walked within creatures so large they were planets themselves. I have seen and fought the dead, bargained with machines, and stolen artifacts so powerful that space and time itself were no obstacle. I have done this and more for the sake of our world because in the darkness dwells living hunger and hatred with depth unmatched by any mortal. In the darkness dwells an abyss that we woke when we opened the first Prism Gate and it was only a matter of time before our fates were sealed. This is my story.
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