You who walked that ancient kingdom, who now remembers your name? You rang the hidden bells and braved the fortress of a thousand perils, surely some still sing of this. Perhaps they recall how you scaled the heights of the sacred city and retrieved the blessed vessel from its most holy sanctum.
No? Then doubtless they know you conquered the four lords to open the way to the cradle of light. You who felled the gods of the old world cannot have passed from the memory of men. You delved to the roots of the world, braved the infernal fires, searched the secret lair, and even walked the Abyss itself!
Does nothing remain of your deeds? Even the last and greatest? You challenged the great lord for supremacy of the world, a duel which lasted for hours on end and shook the very heavens. Truly, one must remain that knows of these things.
You who walked that ancient kingdom, who now remembers your name? For the world has grown old, even unto dust, and the mightiest of us all has fallen to that final enemy that no spell can halt and no blade can pierce... Time.