[IC - Nashri'a] Seventh Umbra Era Year 5 - "New Era"
As the new era ushers in, the survivors of the Calamity are slowly picking up with their lives. New songs sung, young adventurers take flight on an embarking journey for glory of heroism, lands prosper. As for myself? I have been travelling all around Eorzea on my two feet and a lute in my arms, only the song of Menphina to guide me.
I wonder if it was futile as they all say -- To cure the Tempered, that is. The Primals feast upon adulation of their tempered followers and thrive with their prayers. I felt beyond the Echo's will, there is another way to undo the taint on the Tempered ones. I see the Aether around us as threads woven so intricately like tapestry and the Primal's influence are the dead knots that ruin it.
We just have to untangle the knots and weave in new strings to repair the frame. There must be another way other than Death to save the Tempered ones.
Poor Lly'ir. I have abandoned him for so long. When I met my brother again, I had expected him to cast me off for leaving him behind.
But he did not and I am grateful for that.