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Rolling clouds make their way across the sky as time flys by in a place where time is of no moment. Crisp power flowing though your veins ,despreatly searching for the immortals to confront.You've wanted to ask for some time now, what they have in store for you yet?

You kneel to a nearby pond, cupping your hands for a drink of moutain fresh water, you spot a frog on a nearby lillypad. You ponder at what this means, just then the frog winks, then dives into its haven.

In such moment before your hands create ripples you notice your reflection with a collection of scars adorned from battle. your ropey skin is thick and littered with scars from that of war and long campaigns, keeping the relams safe for the future generations of your kind.

Suddenly you get images flashing visually through your mind at first slowly then it starts to occur rapidly these visual images are that of the cycle of a frog from egg to tadpole to adulthood.

As you start to grasp the edge of understanding, you begin to realize its meaning and quietly you mutter "rebirth" under your breath at the same time you feel a piller of power decending from the stars. Filling you with unconditional love. Spriling upward torwards the sky touching the clouds, with this golden nimbus of strength enamating around you.

You feel light as a feather.during this moment-less transition a strange voice echo's in your mind at the same time fading to a whisper "And Done!" You awaken with nothing on your back and your flesh smooth without a scratch, silently you curse the gods and run to the nearest tree and brandish a fallen limb.

With renewed power you seek your purpose within these realms.