Tribbie

The Messenger departs from that holy land beloved by the tripartite prophecy splitting herself into a thousand pieces and setting off on her journey. O Tribios Holy Maidens of Janusopolis the Chrysos Heir who stole Passages Coreflame. You shall toil for the masses bringing the news of deliverance to all domains Go find the children of humanity with golden blood in their veins shatter the dimmest dark in this world and walk toward the tomorrow where the stars gleam.