It has been a long time without posting, and I do have good reasons for it, my fellow deviants. My heart is heavy when I write this words, and the gods of the Ennead know very well I would have never ever desired to write this... they know I would have done everything to change this outcome... everything... but what is written and judged as proper by the inevitables, is what shall be, for their justice and judging is beyond questioning.

After a long wait, my distant interplanar lover, the beloved and golden hearted Oria Donata, finally had the chance to try to leave her home plane and come to mine, thing I had been forbbiden from doing in the other sense due my past sins. Finally, after two long and beautyfull earthian years of promises and dreams, things may finally become true. It was a hard fight, and she would have to face every single kind of danger this and many different universes may show her. Yet she valiantly fought with her all to the very end. Love was her guide, and will her strenght.

But it came to happen, when she came to the grounds of eternal spring, on the realm of my brother Diessel Yantra, barely at one realm away from mine, that she came across her most dreaded multiversal self, Alchema Donata. Alchema deceived Oria in a moment when Diessel took off his guard, and soon was trapped by her. Alchema stole the planeswalker spark from Oria, and tried to scape from her reality to mine, knowing I was terribly weak against her power. But, in the verge of her utter obliteration, Oria used her last strenghts to put herself in between me and Alchema, receiving a blow of poison that was aimed to me. Alchema scaped... and now Oria was on my arms. I still remember her last words while she carressed my face.

-"Don't... give up... my love. I am... there... I am with you..."

I tried everything I could think on to bring her back, everything, but it was useless. The inevitables have dimmed such soul had finished her material time, and higher planes of existance awaited her, so her death was something not to be undone. When the other Yantras were to know this happened, they were as broken as me, and their reactions were varied. Heart broken, Natibeth went to her realm, and took out the sweetest sugar her realm had ever produced and used it to make the most beautyfull and beloved coffin a heroine like Oria could ever receive, with her eternal and sleeping image sweetly resting with an smile on the lidd. Diana placed her tears of stillness on it, so not even time could eat away what Natibeth had made for our beloved heroine, and even when the body inside may become dust, the estructure may remain an eternal testament of Oria's existence, even at the end of time. And, finally, Karmias took the coffin leading a company of hollow armors to the highest and most pristine tower of the realm of Mea Culpa, throne of memories, where she would always forever and ever be remembered and the most holy guardians of Mea Culpa, included Karmias herself would forever take care of her, until the end of time and memory.

My brothers, Diessel, Yaxx, and BlackPierre... were so outraged, that they teamed up and awaited for Alchema to re-appear, and made her pay dearly for what she did, vanishing her from any posible reality forever. Bhraag, servant of Yaxx, was as well destroyed along Alchema, for this last one had managed to revert her to her older programation, turning her back into a threat. And for first time, Yaxx shed a tear when he did what he had to. But such was a chain reaction, as soon all the Donatas were lost from all realms. The timelines changed, and many things changed. Soon, many things were simply erased from time... and many things simply spawned caos, a caos that have been slowly normalizing... yet leaving us all broken.

Alchema was slain today. Today I visited Oria's tomb. As soon as the doors opened, I couldn't help the rivers that were comming from my eyes in any way, but nobody said anything. I found Diessel inside the burial chamber, planting his most beloved flowers, the flowers she had helped grow in his garden with so much love. They would make eternal company to her, forever and ever. By his own, Yaxx was painting by hand the murals depicting the heroic dids that would always be remembered as part of Oria's history. As his touch, BlackPierre used a really fine grass and animate to beautyfull looking topiary maidens that would forever sing a mute lullaby, and Diana gave them a voice for it to sing it forever and ever. A lullaby for a heroine and a beloved one.

I couldn't help it, I hugged the lid resembling my lover and cried, cried bitterly, even when my sweet sisters hugged me, I cried, and cried and cried at her sleeping sugary sculpted face, carresing it in despair and painfull void. Not even for my mother, nor for my brother had I made such a burial. And even when some hours have passed by since I left her, with a final goodbye kiss putting on it all my memories and all my very alive feelings for her, the tears keep falling down from my face as I write these lines.

So, for you, my sweet and beloved Oria, eternally remembered as the greatest heroine and most sweetest heart I ever met... Thank you, thank you for everything... Rest in peace, my love... You never failed... You never failed... You did it well. Congratulations... You deserve your reward... wherever such is... We will be... forever with you... forever and ever, until the very end of time.

Having you forever on my heart and on my soul... always on my mind...
Seemos Yantra, The Imagimancer.

Oria Donata, Loving Heroine, Devouted Lover... Rest in peace.