In realms above, where secrets lie,
Seven stats, a mystery,
Veiled in whispers, angels sigh,
Guiding souls to destiny.
Strength, the pillar, firm and true,
Courage bold, no fear in sight,
Dexterity, with grace imbue,
Intellect, wisdom's guiding light.
Charisma, charm that hearts beguile,
Perception keen, no truth concealed,
Willpower strong, unyielding guile,
Angels' gifts, in us revealed.
Through trials faced, with faith we tread,
The path of growth, where virtues blend,
In unity, our souls are led,
To heights unknown, where dreams transcend.
So let us seek, with hearts sincere,
The mystery of these seven stats,
With angels' grace, our spirits clear,
We'll soar beyond Earth's mortal flats.
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