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My beloved sons,

If you are reading this, then it means I have passed on to join with the Eve. Please, weep not for me. My life has been long and full, filled with great joy and much adventure. I journeyed from one end of this land to the other, witnessing sights that no other could imagine. I have done things that others only dream of, and said things many would not dare to utter. Off all this, none can compare to having watched you grow up and become fine men that any man would be proud to be call son. I still remember the day you were born, both kicking and screaming like the great warriors I knew you would become. There are no words in this life or the next to describe how much pride I took in you, nor can I begin to describe the undying love I have for each of you.

Helic, my firstborn. You were always a gifted leader, even at an early age. You knew how to relate to even the most common of people. You knew the power that words held, and how deeply a person could be moved by them. Generosity came instinctively to you. You gave without concern or question, despite your position, and always trusted in the better nature of those around you. For that the people loved you.

Zenebas, my second born. Your mind was always working. Curious to the end, you asked questions wherever you went. You sought to understand the world around you, from why the sky was blue, to how the mind works. But beyond this, you were a gifted tactician. Your ability to think your way out of any situation is truly a gift. You proved that you could best any of the generals from an early age. For that the kingdom loved you.

For all your strengths, my sons, you are not as powerful as when you are both together. Helic, listen to your brother, and take heed of his advice, for one day it may mean the difference between a great victory or a dishonorable defeat. You have a kind heart, and fear to displease the people, but do not let it lead you into stagnation. Zenebas, let not your brother's overconfidence stoke your anger and abandon him, for the day may come when you and he will need each other more than you ever have. I know well your resentments towards him and his ways, but do not let them blind you to the world and its people. Together you are stronger than you ever were apart. Listen to each other, and guide each other, for it is into your hands that I leave the kingdom.

Now, my sons, there is something I must tell you that I swore to keep secret. It is no easy thing what I now do. I want you to know that what I did was out of necessity. All I sought was a united world and peace for our people. It was not my intention to become their ruler.

You both know of the War of the Tribes. You know how we fought each other over the resources of our world. You know of how with each battle one tribe would absorb another. And, of course, you know how this continued until only two tribes were left - the Tribe of the Wind, and the Tribe of the Earth. It is true that Guylos and I waged a bloody war against each other than lasted over three decades. We sought to dominate the other in any possible way we could. We armed our troops with the latest in weapons and armor. We bred our zoids to their ultimate potential. And yet there were days when we were so evenly matched that we were forced to resign our armies from the battlefield. Such times were long and hard, with countless deaths, and meaningless victories. In the end it was apparent that neither tribe would be able to gain the upper hand...

I will not lie. The deaths of my people weighed heavily upon me. Each life that was taken was another piece of me that died. I cared deeply for my tribe, and to see them suffer troubled me greatly. The longer I thought about it, the more clearly I understood that the war had to be stopped. Yet there were problems. Guylos, my dearest friend, and your uncle, was a strong and stubborn man. I knew from experience that he would never accept a peace-truce that did not include the absorption of the Wind Tribe. I also knew that the elders would not simply turn over ancestral traditions regardless of price. In the end I came to only one conclusion, and that was to start another war.

It went against everything I believed it. To start another war would mean the sacrifice of more lives, but it had to be done. Guylos would not lay down his arms peacefully; likewise, I was not willing to turn my back on an armed rival. The only way to bring peace to our people was to seek an outside source. In my greatest dishonor I would lie to my people, and create a factitious enemy.

To create this imaginary new tribe I would need resources the Central Continent simply could not provide. So, in secret I journeyed north, to the frozen Northern Continent in the knowledge that the wars would continue even without my supervision. There, to my surprise, I found allies. It took time to convince them of my intentions, but in the end they agreed to my plan. Together we began to build an army unlike any the world had ever seen. Through my newfound allies' dark magics, special zoids were forged; zoids that glowed green, and who stole the power of the sun to fuel their otherworldly weapons of destruction. I chose from the ranks of my most trusted soldier the most loyal men to ride these unholy creations. Through our efforts the Dark Army was born.

Yes, it was I who created the Dark Army. It was I who besought the Zoidaryans to unify the warring tribes. I betrayed by people and our Eve, and turned to the very beings that had nearly destroyed our world in the Time-Before-Time. What I did in the name of unity and peace are unforgivable, and I will go to my forefathers with my shame. But what I did I did for you, and for our people. Through the Dark Army I had force Guylos into an alliance, and through the alliance I brought peace to our lands. It took two years to accomplish this goal, but in the end, as planned, the Wind and Earth tribe united in a common cause. The victories gained against the unholy legion, while not entirely unplanned, laid the foundations for peace between two enemies. From that peace a new way of life would sprout, and then mature into the Republic you, my sons, are to inherit.

And now, with my secret unveiled, I must leave you, my sons. Be strong, and never forsake each other. Remember that I will always love you...

Love,

Your father,

Helic Muroa