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I CHOOSE WHAT REMAINS — RORIS — AD STEWART

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I CHOOSE WHAT REMAINS — RORIS — AD STEWART

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I CHOOSE WHAT REMAINS — RORIS An original Ancient Breeds character song ✦ ✦ ✦ CREATED BY ANITA STEWART — AD STEWART ✦ ✦ ✦ ABOUT RORIS Roris is a SandWeaver king known as the Creator of Destiny. He does not merely glimpse one future: he sees the countless roads Time might take and bears responsibility for deciding which can endure. His immense power is tempered by restraint, because every future preserved means that others must be surrendered. His choices, their cost and the consequences of what he created reach deep into the Time Rift Saga. “I Choose What Remains” is not a declaration of cruelty. It is the burden accepted by a ruler who sees too much, remembers every road that disappears and takes responsibility for the one he allows to survive. CREDITS Character, story world and creative direction: Anita Stewart, writing as AD Stewart Lyrics developed by Anita Stewart with AI assistance Music and vocal performance created with Suno under Anita Stewart’s creative direction Cover artwork created with AI under Anita Stewart’s creative direction Video presentation: The Scribe’s Voice Ancient Breeds, Roris and all associated original characters and story concepts © 2026 Anita Stewart, writing as AD Stewart. All rights reserved. LYRICS I do not see the future. I see all of them. Only one is permitted to remain. Before the first throne knew a ruler, Before men measured stars or sand, I watched a thousand pathways open, Every ending in my hand. I saw empires rise unbroken. I saw kingdoms lose their names. Mortals call one road their destiny Because they never see the graves. Every choice creates an echo. Every mercy has a cost. Someone must decide what carries. Someone counts what will be lost. A crown is not the gold I wear. A king is more than blood and claim. Power is accepting judgement When you choose what must remain. I hold every future In the hollow of my hand, Every kingdom, every promise, Every grain of shifting sand. You call one road destiny Because the rest have lost their names. I do not follow where Time leads. I choose what remains. Then Time opened like a wound, Two promises pulled out of place. The past reached forward for an answer. The future wore another face. I fashioned what the world was missing— A living answer, not a chain. No soul exists as someone’s purpose Once she learns to choose her name. The path I drew became her doorway. The heart found roads I had not planned. Even one who shapes tomorrow Cannot make love understand. I can turn the desert sky. I can make black sand arise. But the heart is not a timeline To be ruled or revised. I have carried unborn lifetimes, Heard the songs they never sang, Felt the weight of vanished cities When the final judgement came. Do not call my choices painless. Do not think I felt no shame. I closed a thousand dying roads So one world could remain. Do you think power ends the mourning? I remember every door. Every child who never opened it. Every flag that never soared. I remember vows unspoken. I remember crowns unmade. Every future leaves a shadow When its light is turned away. A ruler who cannot choose is only a witness wearing a crown. Let the black sand shield the living. Let the severed hours align. Let the first promise keep on calling Through every fracture left in Time. I did not seize this throne for glory. I do not need the world to kneel. I bear the weight of what must vanish So that something can be real. I hold every future. I have heard each timeline plead. I have watched the finest purpose Become ruin through one deed. I will answer for the endings. I will carry every name. Time may open countless pathways— I choose what remains. Not the loudest. Not the strongest. Not the one untouched by pain. The future worthy of tomorrow— That is what remains. You call it destiny. I call it responsibility. The choice is made. #IChooseWhatRemains #Roris #AncientBreeds #TheScribesVoice #ADStewart #AnitaStewart #OriginalSong #SymphonicMetal #ProgressiveMetal #CinematicMetal #FantasyMetal #EpicMetal #CharacterSong #FantasyMusic A NOTE FROM ME These songs are created with affection, imagination and a love of storytelling. Any humour or character viewpoints are meant in that spirit. No offence or disrespect is intended towards anyone, and I would never deliberately use my songs to hurt or belittle people. — Anita (AD Stewart)