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The Spirits hope, they cry, they wish to die. The Spirits fall, they call for the end. They call out for the Freedom of Death. They cut, but they dont bleed, they hang, but they still breath, they fall, but they dont crash. The Calm of Death approches and takes the chosen ones to asend to heaven. they all call out "ye has risen to greatness." The faithful, pure, and the loyal rise to the gods. Another is chosen to asend into the gods path.