Oh fallen child of Chaos.
Who's existence lingers still.
By my will, by your flesh.
Break away from the turning wheel of fate.
Reclaim your severed threads of destiny and weave a new path.
Reform, reforge and renew.
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Zhen Liu kept his distance as he watched Rianna read through the note that her late(?) father left to her, all whilst keeping the newly refurbished saber by her side.
As she kept reading, tears welling up in the corner of her eyes as she read the heartfelt words of her father's goodbye and words of pride of how much she has grown...Zhen Liu briefly wondered how Rianna would react if she knew that he had taken the desire core extracted from her, the body of her father's enemy, her father's old saber that somehow contained traces of his soul and used them to make the saber that was now laying on her lap.