Ismael is located under a large oak tree with his weapons by him. He is wearing a light blue shirt, black pants, blue sneakers, black gloves, and bandages going up his forearms and stopping at his elbows. He sits there and seems to be cleaning his weapons as he sings a soft and sweet song. His aura starts to form around him and instead of the usual white a light blue took the place of the white giving a calmer look.
"You are the ocean's grey waves, destined to seek life beyond the shore just out of reach. Yet the waters ever change, flowing like time. The path is yours to climb. In the white light, a hand reaches through. A divine blade cuts your heart in two. Waking dreams fade away, embrace the brand-new day. Sing with me a song of birthrights and love. The light scatters to the sky above. Dawn breaks through the gloom, white as a bone. Lost in thoughts all alone. You are the ocean's grey waves, destined to seek. Life beyond the shore just out of reach. Yet the waters ever change, flowing like time. The path is yours to climb" .
Then as if in response a voice starts to sing, to Ismael's surprise the song sounds too familiar:
"Embrace the dark you call a home, Gaze upon an empty, white throne. A legacy of lies, a familiar disguise. Sing with me a song of conquest and fate. The black pillar cracks beneath its weight. Night breaks through the day, hard as a stone. Lost in thoughts all alone. The path you walk on belongs to destiny, just let it flow. All of your joy and your pain will fall like the tide, let it flow"
Then once that voice finishes a more feminine voice starts to sing in a more of a sad tone. Ismael stands up and starts to look around to try and find the owners of the voices and is unsuccessful and finds himself standing up with his aura changing from the lighter blue to a darker one.
"Life is not just filled with happiness, nor sorrow. Even the thorn in your heart, in time it may become a rose. A burdened heart sinks into the ground. A veil falls away without a sound. Not day nor night, wrong nor right. For truth and peace you fight. Sing with me a song of silence and blood. The rain falls, but can't wash away the mud. Within my ancient heart dwells madness and pride.After the storm stills its wake, may all be blessed. So the fate and fallen can find rest. Your will, the water reflects, so all will know. Your hands brought the morrow Can no one hear my cry. You are the ocean's grey waves, destined to seek life beyond the shore, just out of reach. Yet the waters ever change, flowing like time. The path is yours to climb.
You are the ocean's grey waves"
Once the voices were finished nothing was said or sung and Ismael sat down an looked worried as he thought of: How they knew the song, who they were, and why they were here. Ismael just sits there and thinks worryingly.