(no subject)
The Lady of Lightning has lost her powers. Even after I knew her name, I refused to call her it or think of her as anything but the Lady. First thing we must take as truth is that we have, the opposite number has. Even in my thoughts, she is protected. Should Wesker find before then what she is capable of, what she can do, she would become his immediate target. Nothing would stop him from getting to her, and now... now is when she is most vunerable. If he gets to her and she dies all could very well be lost.
The first harbringer will come within days. It creeps in darkness but fears not the light, seeking those with the taint of a thing that defies classification. It will hunt that with the taint, the infection, or the touch that made them better.
In a hallowed hall of knowledge, the shadows are beginning to gather. It waits for now, lurking. It has time.
The one who was forgotten... the one who hid beneath the marked skin and blood-red hair in a shattered mind will return. If he comes forward once more and answers to the name of a man that he resembles but is gone from this place spoken by a boy without a heart, misery will follow for all.
A new empire will begin to rise, drawn up by a man who is not a man at all. It will challenge the Red.