• When the red mist rolls in...
    And the sky is no longer clear...
    You know that the hero-to-be, is finally here...
    With his trustful companion...
    And his two razor sharp swords...
    This hero-to-be....
    Will become a hero once more...

    For he was once a hero.....
    Noble and free....
    Until one day...
    He took on an impossible deed...
    Of ending the reign...
    And the horrible pain...
    Of the blood Goddess, who holds no name...

    He took on this task...
    And traveled long and far...
    To the blood Goddess' domain...
    Where souls are ripped apart...

    He found the Goddess...
    Standing, and cackling with evil glee....
    He unsheathed his swords, and charged with great might...
    And so progressed the greatest of fights...

    They fought, and fought, for days on end...
    Untill the heros mighty companion friend...
    Leaped from behind, grasping her neck in his jaws...
    And ending the battle, once and for all...

    The blood Goddess chanted an evil spell...
    With the last breath, and then she was gone....
    But the hero felt something was wrong...

    A red mist surrounded the hero....
    And a terrible curse has been brought upon him...
    Wherever he went, the red mist followed, and the blood Goddess' soul came within...
    So wherever he goes, the mist comes in...

    And he lacks the strength of a real hero...
    So he searches, long and far, doing only good...
    To find a cure for this terrible lack of strenghthood...

    For now he travels, with only his swords and his companion at his side...
    For now he will be marked, bearing the blood Goddess' Soul....
    For now......
    For now..