The Prophecy

The angels paw-picked the one.   The one who must make the journey to the end of the world.    The one who must battle fearsome battles,  love, but loose it, again and again, but never stop journeying to the end.   They will live many lives, many personalities, and never forget any single life they led before.

A prophet will meet them in the beginning of their travels, guide them when they are misguided, have visions, and speak the Ancient Language of the Freelancers.   After a prophet, a scout will be seen, and scout ahead for danger.   They could even loose their life scouting ahead, but that is their task to do, and they will complete it.

Finally, a guardian angel will come down from Heaven itself, to protect the old prophet, and the young Chosen.   Life after life, they will never give up.  Even if it kills them.

Over hill and over dale, they will complete the journey.   Lost, they will be, but they will find their way.

At the middle of their journey, they will meet a medic.  The medic will heal them, and make them stronger.   For the battles they will fight, will be fatal, emotional, gut wrenching, and fearsome.

This is the life, of  Angelic, the angel.   Raerisar, the medic.   Starry-eyed, the prophet.  And finally..

Omni, the Chosen Snow Leopard.