Hear me out, oh mage of black, for here I write:
I am the dark, I am the end, I am the knight of night
Seeking the strongest, I grant to you an invite.
To join our strength, and bring our powers to a greater height.
Why then, do I carry the visage of one with the light?
Will you listen to me then, as I reveal to you my plight.
Upon each eye, an eyepatch rests. Darkness all that lay in sight.
Clothing granted by the almighty power of one simple rite.
Gachapon, that is, distributing to me naught but clothes of white.
And for that is why I seek your power, to bring alight,
to obliterate this curse that is rng. To bring an end to this blight.
That is my one wish, my one goal, the reason for my need of your might.
Now, why should the Black Mage choose me..? Nay, that is not right
The Black Mage does not choose me, it is I who choose the Black Mage for this fight.
