Light rays… the softest of all things, they leave no trace, no marks for remembrance. Yet through them memories are created. The light is growing now, illuminating the rest of New Heiron Gate.

A splendid city to behold in the light but its sorrows and tales are too numerous and when the shadow draws near our kin is tasked with forever protecting the Humans of Elysea… In days past those rites and pledges extended through all of Atreia but.. after the cataclysm things changed. Ours given the name Elyos and those beyond the Abyssal rift dubbed Asmodian. I know not where or when in the vastness of time that this war will end but until that day comes I and my kin will remain Vigilant and hold strong to our memories.. Of bliss of triumph, of despair and of terror but remember that through all these trails one thing remains clear. We are truly blessed in the Light.

So even in the darkest reaches and caverns on Atreia. The Elyos will continue to shine a light and prove that in memory we have hope for things to come.