Vines of aftermath

The hero
Ironicly unarmed, bound by fate
Is transformed into particles
As the beats defeats
The last true hope for the human race
A bareathment of nature
Plant like cell progress in planet form
A new vision of power arises from the
Vines of ash left over from the stroggos wars
Legions of the unrested leave their passion
For grief and dismay
The future of the great is now inside it's own mouth