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There's a spirit force somewhere beyond the human world
That takes care of dead ones who are still trapped on the Earth,
Guided by their thirteen chiefs who lived through countless thrills
And the fifth of them was well-known for his charm and skills.
No one could compete with him in fighting or fine arts,
He held people's trust and the Fireflower Maiden's heart.
Little did they know a lively garden they all loved
Had an evil seed already planted in its ground.
Rumours flew like petals all around the world of souls
Of a death sentence for the Countess of the Snow.
Forty-six old judges - all insist it must be done.
That's where lots of trials have begun.
"Don't you dare follow me"
Bloody flowers bloom in the mirror's depth,
Death is walking down the bright moonlit path
They condemned four young bold heroes from the human world
But somehow are failing to unveil the real foe.
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While the wise old ones were busy finding out who's right,
Something far more frightening has come to people's sight.
Fifth of thirteen leaders, once a guiding star for all,
Seemed to be a monster never seen around before.
What is worse, the world that has been deadlier than dead
Heard the traitor's call, and he declared himself its head.
Some corrupted souls evolved to be quite human-like,
Only a few months are left before they make a strike.
And just when they thought they're doing well enough so far,
People saw the Sunshine Princess step into the dark.
Thinking she's a traitor, spirit world refused to help.
Her own knights will take it in their hands.
"I wish I could live five lives"
Bloody flowers bloom in the mirror's depth,
Death is walking down the bright moonlit path
Maybe the reflection cannot kill you on its own,
But don't get too pleased by it, or you will lose your soul.
***
Those who got their wounds from widely scattered mirror shards,
Living and the dead, they raised their heads and took up arms.
Even eight exiles who were once cursed and almost killed
Made it to the battlefield and lent a hand in need.
Heavens are about to crack from this uneven fight.
The Balancers hardly hold the balance on their side.
And a glacial dragonling misguided by a spell
Nearly cut the fireflower off its tender stem.
Soon it was revealed the only way to end the war
Is to take possession of the sacred Wishing Pearl.
Fortunately, its creator stepped out in the light
Just in time to help them win the fight.
Bloody flowers bloom in the mirror's depth,
Death is walking down the bright moonlit path
On the verge of one last fight, surrounded by his friends,
Stands a knight who radiates the light of all the flames.
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There's a spirit force somewhere beyond the human world
That takes care of dead ones who are still trapped on the Earth,
In the latest turmoils, in a need for helping hand
They called for a hero born and raised in human land.
Hair looks like a furious flame and fiery is his soul,
And the blade he carries is exactly his height long.
His true strength has been a secret even to himself.
But at this point it's enough to beat the lord of death.
Finally, the villain recognized the young one's might.
The superior power vanished, leaving him in plight.
Seals are locked on him, his scream says he's a threat no more.
Now he is about to stand in court.
Lively flowers bloom in the spirits' land,
The new dawn outshines the dim moonlit path.
But that's not the end, as, much to everyone's surprise,
The dark one will help when there's another threat to rise.