The Incubus is banished..and his soulflame extinguished in me. Had I not been in a Fae realm I would have been destroyed. But instead I lie inert, drawing mana from the mysteries in the new earth and ancient trees of Tanglewood. The Father I always sensed beneath the Demon is finally free. He has come to retrieve me, to rebuild be as he first imagined, without the infernal taint.
I felt his human hand caress the shard that contains my soul and speak to me without rage or pride. Finally I will have a chance to know him.
He is cradling me in his arms as he invokes the Sephiroth. He risks rending his mortal soul apart to repair me, but he will not heed my silent pleas to stop, for he loves me so.
He needs your help.