Hmm. I got my Thron from Xylar. She was strong. Was a battle for the ages. Although he hits hard, she didn't compare to his other attack that she did to fight against I. I pulled Thron from her, then he retaliated with No Land Beyond. Memorable fight from it.
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Pahanin and Kabr spoke of this. Praedyth would not remember, he could not go back to the time before Thron existed, but the time was not yet now. When six of them went into the Vault, Thron came after and before. I don't have time to explain this, but Thron remembers you, Crux. Remember for all of us. They are calling me back, I cannot stay longer, I have no more time. Thron must remember for me. Come and find me, Crux, in the time that was not lost.
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Pradeyth was a myth that Xylar created. In the battle of the Thron with Xylar, Kabr's relics couldn't hold Praedyth's memory in place. It is surprising that you remember, Guardian. I'll come find you, but only after the stars shine in align with with the planets rotation. My movement is that of Xûrs, and Xûrs is a fragment of mine. The Nine can't find this conversation...
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I remember because of the idols that Phogoth and Omnigul released to me, when Eriana led me in Toland's footsteps. The path from your where to this where is dark and deadly and lit by strange stars. They aligned once to let me through, they will align another time. It is difficult to wait for you. Someone I cannot hear tells me I must wait. When there is motion before or behind me, I kill. The motion ceases. I survive. Be careful when you come for me. I may be quite mad by now.
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There's a bad habit that I share with you Guardian. I step in and out of dimensions with Vex gear. I came yesterday, a year ago, but you wouldn't come. I understand why now. Meet me at 31 Ex- *Static* during the Fa- *Static* a week ago during this time. This is all I can do Guardian, Pradeyth didn't listen to me, this was his downfall. Don't let it be yours.
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They do not let me hear you. It is as I feared. I have become lost in the dark corners of time. I must try to find the way out for myself... Turning... Degrees... Entropy increases. Control the vectors. Space distorts. Reverse the time flow until I am unlost. A leaf, a stone, an unfound door. A terrible beauty is unborn. Kabr could not help me. I can't hear you over this music, Feizel. The singularity is singing to me. The Vault of Glass echoes with it. I must find the path again. The music of the spheres leads me. I pass through where I walked before. Enemies. Allies. Hate. Love. I see them all again. Suddenly, the Spire calls like a beacon. You must have activated it in your time!!! Thank you, my friend!!! Tears threaten to dim my vision... but there is no time now. Later there will be gratitude. For now, there is running and fighting. I pass through the layers. Time shifts again. Breaking through. Shattering. They are all behind me now. Atheon could not trap me once I learned his secret. The Templar tried to bar my path, but I brought its fate. The Oracles are constant and I can steer by them. I'm closer now. Ascending. Climbing the Well. Coming home. Kabr's first trial will be my last. My feet are finally on my own stone. My own Time. I can feel it. I can feel it. I've come home. We must build a stronger beacon, one that shines through all times. There must be others who are lost. They need our help.