Disfrutadlo (el texto raro es esperanto)

It all began with a stone, Or so the legend says. In ages past, a sentient jewel, enormous and beautiful banished the darkness. Its many-colored light filled the world with life and brought forth mighty Gods. Bathed in that light, the world entered an age of bliss. Until, after a time, the Gods fell into slumber. That world was called: Vana’diel.

In the 863rd year of the Crystal Era, Vana’diel was in the midst of a great war. Faced with invasion of the Shadow Lord and his hordes of beastmen, the leaders of the enlightened peoples united their forces in desperate alliance. They were the Kingdom of San d’Oria, the Republic of Bastok, the Federation of Windurst, the Grand Duchy of Jeuno. Together, they struggled for survival in battle after battle as chaos engulfed the land.’

Fluas nun sango senkulpa
Sur Vana’diel, vasta ter’
Tremas la tuta mond’
Pro l’ plago en desper’

Preventas gin
Nenia sort’
Haltigas gin
Nenia fort’

Sed tra la nokto tempesta
Brilas jen stelo de glor’!
Kontrau brutala kri’
Fontas jen kant-sonor’!

Stelo brilanta, kanto sonanta:
Revo kaj prego por ni!

Vana’diel! Vana’diel!

Mano kaj man’ kunpremitaj
Trans la eterno sen lim’
Ne dismetigos plu
Ne disligigos plu!

Extraido de: http://ffxicutscenes.blogspot.com/2008/04/ffxi-opening-movie-memoria-de-la-stona.html

Four years have passed since the mortal races banded together, and stood united against the might of the Burning Legion. Though Azeroth was saved, the tenuous pact between the Horde and the Alliance has all but evaporated. The drums of war thunder once again.