"You see it? That's the Ouroboros Ring. Guess I did good... Entrusting this power to you... That mark there... Late tenth term, eh? Three months left, till your Homecoming - that about right? As for the rest of you; You're probably about two years off, right? Me? I've been alive sixty years... Or should I say sixty terms, by your counting. Yeah. I've been alive six times longer than you lot. This is how people are really meant to be. Listen, folks... That's not all. There's still...something else that needs to be done. You guys... You wanna survive? Live on? Hold the torch? You kids don't need to be fighting each other. Not anymore... But...that doesn't mean you get to relax. From this moment on, those Moebius bastards are never gonna leave you alone. Because now, kids... you share a common destiny. They'll hunt you constantly, relentlessly, without rest. Even so... There's one place that might give you a chance; Swordmarch. The land pierced by a great sword. You gotta find our hope... Our city... It's the only way you're gonna defeat the real enemy... And reclaim what was lost... The way the world, and life... should be. And listen. Don't give up. Ten years? You kids deserve better. The only thing that can change all this... is the will of Ouroboros... You kids, and you alone..."