In sooth, fair friends, gather 'round and heed my tale,
Of empire's might, and tyranny's dark gale.
Eight outcast youths, by fate's decree, shall meet,
Their diverse paths, a convergence sweet.
From realms of wealth, to classes low and mean,
These children of the empire, shall unite, unseen.
Their quest, to topple, the oppressors' throne,
And free the minds, of a people, overthrown.
But little do they know, this empire's might,
Is but a pawn, in a far greater fight.
A game of chess, where historians of old,
Did foresee, this reckoning, long since told.
The rulers of yore, with wisdom, did foresee,
This day of reckoning, and the empire's destiny.
A tale of power, corruption, and decay,
Shall unfold, as these eight youths, lead the way.
So listen well, dear friends, to this tale of might,
And heed the call, to stand against the light.
For in the shadows, a new dawn doth arise,
And the fate of empires, shall be decided, by these eight, brave eyes.
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