They would dine the paths of Anubis
And be reborn anew in the Soul world
Imbibed with the blessings of the spirit realm
Soul seekers Is what they were called
They stood at the top of the food chain
Within their planet of souls and spirits
Embodying each spirit, wielding each soul
Each with its own power
Each with its own form
Each with its own purpose
Chained to the will and Dominance
Of their masters reduced to an idea.
Since the fall of their King Dinarian Sora
The vileness of the Soul world
Continues to bare itself
Fates turn will come
And all those who call themselves
Soul seekers shall be tested
For the spirit with
the form of a man
Shall take his rightful place
And Sora would have been once again.
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