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Tiring myself out of all remaining consciousness, my thoughts began to subside. Then someone began whispering to me. "You need guidance. You have a gift. You have many more that you haven't discovered." "Someone waits for you. You are called." "Listen." The calming voice faded out. Now being replaced by a squeaky adolescent one. "Why do I have to leave? Can't I stay? You never want me around anymore... What did I do?" "Please come back. I need you." The soothing voice returned. "He is troubled and miserable. I need someone to watch out for him, or he will corrupt from within. I once made the mistake of giving in to my temptations...., "What should I say?" I whispered. "Tell him power leads to destruction. There needs to be balance of Light and Darkness. One can't thrive without the other. There is always a third option..."
Prologue
