My dearest butterfly,

I can't thank you enough for being there for all these years. I know it was quite a long, long period of time that we shared together while we're protecting Gielnor. But today, I'll give you my last goodbye. Yes, this is the final day that I will say farewell to you.

When I first met you as a humble looking lady, I thought you were nothing special at all. Until you see me and surprise me by clutching my wrinkly old hands and rubbing my slender fingers. Just by looking at your eyes, I can see... The whole, dark void of a universe in them, so bright yet so lonely. I realized now that you are like me, curious to know the people, kind and gentle to those who ask for help and... You are the last one of your race, which I, a Naragi, am the last one too.

I taught you so many things as your grandfather and mentor, my young caterpillar. I taught you the beauty of the world I have made, the values that my people have and the significance of why should I protect them. In return, you made my days being alive here less lonely. You would always try to persuade me to play with you, despite my duties in protecting the barrier. Whenever I have some spare time, I would play with you, make the flowers grow for your contentment and even made your dolls alive and joined us. You would also tell me stories about the times when you are at Gielnor as a normal townsfolk. I've grew to love those precious moments wben you're around, and in honor for that, on the tenth anniversary of  our time together, I made you a creature, as light and feathery as a bird, but as brave and powerful as a dragon. In turn, you named him 'Polyphoris', a strange yet good name for this creature.

Then, you began to see the other gods while you were making runes by an altar. You came to me then asked "Grandfather, are these gods your friends?" It was hard to explain and answer that question at first. Surely, they are like me but... They are not like me. I sighed mementarily before I answered, "Well they're... Acquaintaces, my dear. Not really friends but... Acquaintances." When you heard it, you asked another question. "So is this why... You put a barrier around Gielnor? You never trust them a lot?" Oh, my curious chrysalis. How could I ever lie to you when you were accepting what you've heard. "Yes... But it is because if they would quarrel over each other. And if they do quarrel, would you want the people to suffer?" You gasped and shook your head. I smiled tenderly, because I know... you are a good child.

You've started to befriend some other gods. Your favorite, you said, was Seren, because "She's pretty and willingly let herself protect the people. Like you!" You smiled at the thought. You've met the two major opposing gods, Saradomin and Zamorak, by which they were gentle when they are to you. Zamorak never show how chaotic he is, because he never wanted to lose the opportunity to have a friend instead of a follower. You've also met Armadyl, that you grew an interest to him. As I watched you, I began to see how much you have bloomed into a little butterfly as time passed. Maybe someday... You would take my place when I'm gone from this realm, even though I knew that would never happen.

Until now.

There was a battle, a harsh battle that I still have to understand. I saw the Hero, doing his quest to find a way to get to me. You were very worried, even if it was you to persuade other people to help the hero. I comforted you as best as I can to show that nothing would go wrong.

But I regretted those words after that.

I was half asleep while you were riling up to help the Hero. From what little vision I had left, I saw a shadowy figure, clothed in the darkness of shadows that I have never seen. I do not know if he's a hero or an enemy until... I felt a sudden stab to my heart. He... Stabbed me. To death. This is not good...

"NO!" I heard two more voices, you and the Hero's. But... It was too late.. To save me... The shadow figure chuckled darkly and vanished from our sights. You  both watched me in horror and sadness as I gasped my final breaths of life. My life energy's slowly draining out from my body and ached with feverent sickness that I never understand.

Please... Don't cry my dear. I know that this is the last time you would hear me alive but... I want you to know that you have to stay strong. My chosen guardians and the Hero would help whenever Gielnor is in turmoil. War will wage on but, don't blame the one who killed me. Because of him, I can finally see my people again. Please... Protect these people from eternal suffering. I'll always be with you. If you ever see a green butterfly, then you'll know that it is Me. And that butterflies are our symbols that we are together, no matter how far we are to each other. But now, it's time for me to fly to my family again. Goodbye, my dear butterfly.

Farewell, princess.

From your Grandfather,

Guthix