From Nemesis, she rose. A great hero.
Defiant. When she wrestled with the best,
The chances of a loss were near zero.
She slaughtered all the brave, and ate the rest.
A reputation known throughout the land.
"Too powerful," they cried, "This isn't right!"
And suddenly our warrior was banned,
Kept from the land where she had learned to fight.
She's wandered through the years for a great length,
Shelved far away from any peering eye,
Replaced by weak peers with a newfound strength,
This former hero now shall slowly die.
What shall become of heroes of today?
Preserved in time, or will they fade away?