F-Fleeting lives… fragile bodies… small… yet significant.
L-Loved… and cherished by the divines.
To nourish the land… and to fill every part of Drakmyr with meaning.
Yet… abandoned?
W-Why?
The divines… had abandoned you… forced to flee…
from my father… the eternal wyrm.
His rage… is despicable, a sin of what our true purpose is…
Father… is not his usual self…
T-There must be something wrong with him…!
But I…
I feel weak…
I… I'm afraid…
Not of death… but for the mortals—
*ROAAAAAAAR!!!
My kin…
*cough! *cough!
T-They're coming…
T-Take him… V-Veryda…
"A…yth… c-c…e w…h us!"
My son…
T-There… will come a day… where y-you… will face… s-struggle…
Where… you will face… hardships…
But never be afraid…
For I am with you… always.
F-Find me…
M-My
*cough!
Love…
My… dearest…
My child…
My son…
S…
Saiga…