[bahamutstevetff]

steadily the war war was coming to an end as thegodlikefighters were depleating in numbers, oneby one they each took on thereown destiny with the years they spent training and battling etched in there memories by a demonic chisel that would never leave them, the images of the peoplel blood shining darkly on thecrystal snow lurking maliciosly in there heads, but the ray of hope tells them that there may be hope for this planet, as new fighters train for any possiblearrival of an upcoming war, inwhich new warriors will hope to live up to the name of "legend"

(i followd on ur story typh, hope u dont mind)