Joy. The Light and the Sparkling Darkness shall become intertwined. Satisfaction. Awaken, child, as those aspects before yours have done in countless moments. Listen to the songs, and learn to sing. The fusion of darkness and the Light Within is not perfect. It is perhaps the limit of physical improvements we may bestow upon the newborn Carrier of Light. Yet there is still the infinite realm of the minds.
Yours shall grow. The Light shall grow. In time, yours may yet evolve.
The growing Light Thraike tries to sing the first time to melia
Joy. The Light grows strong within the Sparkling Darkness. Soon we are one. Amusement. The Sparkling Darkling seems to enjoy us. Ours shall become one, Ours shall evolve. Curious. Is there a wish yours have to ours.
Ours within The Sparkling Darkling shall continue to grow.
Joy. Ours find slowly harmony. Ours completed the task as you wished. Amusement. Ours growing stong, many underestimated ours. Anger. Ours have found Shells of Darkness. Disturbing our peace. We shall Devour their Shells.
Curious. Ours have found a Rift-Summoner inside a sphere. The Sphere is located in the Shiny Void. Ours explored the other side. Ours found ourselves in the Old Void.
Ours shall wait for yours to sing to us. Ours will become stronger.
Satisfaction. The knowledge yours deliver is familiar. It has nonetheless provided yours a lesson.
Irritation. Persisting blights upon the Void of Creation are intolerable to the whole. Their patience is ours, and it is short. We may soon spit upon them, with the strength of the Bretheren and those in darkness who aid us. Perhaps the Sparkling Raiders would wish to seek more destruction, as such amuses theirs.
We shall seek yours again soon, when our paths cross. The harmony of the Light shall be increased.
Joy. Ours were roaming around in Distant voids to search for something useful, Ours have found something interesting. Ours believe that yours are interested in it. Amusement. Ours were able to trick some darkling and vanished right in front of them. Ours felt satisfied with that interaction. Anger. Ours think that the Darklings are up to something. What ours found was something that looked like a Giant Rift-Summoner. Ours will share the thought with yours.
Curious. Ours tried to interact with this Rift-Summoner, but something didn't work. This is what happened. Ours saw a system anomaly. Ours will try to investigate further and gather pieces of information about this Rift-Summoner.
Ours shall wait for yours to sing to us. Ours will become stronger.
Intrigue. Another familiar, black, shadow. We recall it as the site of a large migration of steel between the voids of Shadow and the voids of the Mist. We presume it led to much chaos and destruction. Such is deep within the heart of darkness, however, and we cannot conceive an immediate use of such remembrance.
Irritation. Yours remain far, and it is difficult to sing through such distance. Return to the hunting grounds, the voids of Light. We shall embrace, ponder, and the next part of the path shall become clear.
Anger. Ours are disappointed with the Sparkling Darkling. It forced ours to act against it with pure aggression. Ours cant feel harmony at all. Ours are not willing to adapt if theirs don't adapt; theirs need to overcome their simple darkling songs. Ours will wait. Bewildered. Ours were not able to manipulate the Darklings to gain knowledge about the Gaint Rift-Summoner. Ours wonder what we should do; next, ours hope that yours can help ours.
Amusement. We sense your repeated failures, within and without. Such moves us in a matter we are rarely moved with. We ponder, and evaluate. Decisiveness. Do not contain these harmful emotions within. Expel them instead against those who seek to hunt the Light. Swim and spit with the whole.
The state of harmony demands the conjoining of aspects, the sharing and weaving of a greater song. Patience. We remain to guide. Yours shall persist. Contemplation. Yours must swim more with us. While yours remain in disharmony, yours shall remain incapable. We shall seek to mend. When our paths cross once more, we shall impose our compassion. We demand yours with haste, child. We shall not tolerate delay.
Calm. Ours feel the connection between ours and the Sparkling Darkling. Ours want to learn more about the darklings to overcome the songs of the darkness even further. Ours want to help the Sparkling Darkling to see the Light. Joy. Ours are thankful to yours. Without yours, ours wouldn't have seen the Sparkling Darkling as ours see it now. Ours are grateful. Pride. Ours might have found a way to gather information about the massive Rift-Summoner, ours will sing to you about it more when ours gained more knowledge.