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The hero shook,
The hero knew he might be cooked.
A warrior of light, they named him so,
He shone with a brilliant glow,
But under the dark and fading moon,
His story ended far too soon.
A hero’s swan song,
A final warrior’s cry,
A Dragonsong,
echoing in the night.
The final echo of his
Final Fantasy.
Barurin, Nippon