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There was a time when silence was not a word, for it had no contrast and an unawareness of disturbances. And that was the time of his awakening in the oldest of all ages, bound to the power bestowed upon him, destined to serve the greater gods in this world.
First Mairon, the glorious Maia, he became Sauron the damned, in the long desertion of light.
And she… she was the hero they had made her. A hero to fight against the darkness. But the paths of destinies can be deceiving. And so she fell and became a burden to the elves until she entered the darkness again, every fight keeping her close to the fire.
And he… he wasn't the evil or a servant of a forgotten age. He was the one to forge peace. An heir to the gods failing before him. He was rising from darkness into light with an ally in his battle.
Destinies can be deceiving. He wasn't the hero she sought, but in this new world, they would both be, bound with the finest of alloys. Heirs of an old age, heroes of a new peaceful era.
After an eternity of darkness, he would finally enter the light.
