The Nokion Apendev

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The Nokion Apendev

 

(Art by Wolf Fram)

OOC Note:

Spoiler

None of this information is public, yet, and cannot be used irply until it is spread irply. I would like to thank Archi, Beordan, Billy Sham, Emma, and Gaius for the many pointers they gave me in regards to editing and format. It’s my first time engaging in a writing style formatted this way, and I wouldn’t have been able to complete this without their help.

 

 This has been a small project I’ve mulled over in my head for half a year and have only recently seen it to fruition. IRP books will be spread about through roleplay, and afterwards I’ll remove the former warning. I hope readers will enjoy nonetheless.

 

 

Das’Vevnir

The tome that has fallen into your hands, whether it be by fate or by divine prank, is what I have titled as the “Nokion Apendev”. With this compendium of knowledge, I seek to open your eyes to the truths of the world that surrounds you. I seek to show you its flaws, its redundancy, its hypocrisy, and I offer you a path to salvation from such false ideologies. 

 

For some of you who will read this, what you find written amongst these pages will shock and drive you away. It will cause you to dismiss these writings as the penmanship of a madman, of a lunatic who has become lost in his own mind. For those of you who fall into such a category, know that it was never my intention for my lessons to fall upon your deaf ears. Bigots, narcissists, and all those who choose a life of ignorance, they are not welcome to hear my words or learn my lessons. 

 

This publication seeks to attract the abandoned, the forgotten, the open minded and the ill-begotten. For those who will take what I have to say at heart, for those who will finish this publication with a thoughtful mind, for those who will tell others of what they have learned and hold honest discussion of the topics resting herein, I encourage you to spread my teachings to others, to those who the Mother’s welcoming embrace cannot yet reach. Perhaps some of you may seek me out, hear what I have to say with my own voice. Perhaps, still, some of you may dismiss my ramblings after the book’s completion. All of this matters not, so long as my message has been delivered to those destined to receive it. 

 

Know, dearest reader, that I have written this Opus against my will, in the same way one sustains themselves with food or drink against their will. The drive I feel to share my teachings with the outside world is equivalent to such needs, as the Mother has willed it to be my duty to spread Her gifts and way of life to the populous of the mortal realm. With this disclaimer in mind, I beckon you to read onwards, and allow your eyes to open and witness the world through a new point of view. 

Yours truly, Salvare.

 

 

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Chapter One - Loba’sek Ponralk

The Mother calls to me within my dreams. Where terrors once ruled is now a semblance of peace and serenity. What I once called a living hellscape that I dreaded with utmost terror of visiting has been replaced with a landscape most beautiful. 

 

 

I dream of a world ruled by no one but nature, where Descendant kind is free from all forms of tyranny. I dream of a world where no man is better than their neighbor, a world where one’s actions dictate their judgement. Not their race, nor their heritage, but their actions alone. I dream of fairness. I dream of what is right and what is just. 

 

This world would be one where your need to release the chaos building within yourself is not impeded. No King taking the guise of a False God could ever ruin your attempts to reach inner peace here. You are free to do whatever you please. No laws govern what you can and cannot do. Only the retaliation of your neighbors is what you need to fear. Harm them, and they will harm you. Just as nature intended, no arbitrary rules will clip your wings and ground you against the earth. What matters in life is all that would matter in this life, and no wretched ruler would be able to take that freedom away from you.

 

Many may call this noble, others will call this a pipe-dream. Call it what you will, but it nevertheless is my deepest wish to see this world exist no longer as but a fantasy, but as a reality.

 

The Mother instills these dreams into my sleeping mind for a purpose, I believe. Prophetic visions of a goal to strive towards: that’s what they are. Unattainable within my lifetime? Perhaps. It is my duty, however, to lay the foundation for what is to come. I am Her Prophet, and as Her Prophet, it is my divine destiny to guide others who will, within generations to come, spread her teachings far and wide so one day, in the far, far future, our scions and progenies may live in a realm of utter peace and bliss. 

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Chapter Two - Zmarkulduzh Vyr-ka

A harsh truth you need to realize is that many of the truths and preconceived notions of normality you’ve known all your life have been nothing but lies that have been forced down your slobbery gullet. Throughout your existence, you have been taught to accept that some people are better and more important than others. You’ve been taught that it is okay for someone to control a populous of citizens, and that it is “normal” for those citizens to obey every word of those held higher as if they were a God. False Gods, however, must be repudiated, and the reasons for their existence must be sought beneath their masks. 

 

Kings, Emperors, Sohaers, none of them care about you. None of them care about their people. Citizens are like ants to those who sit within council chairs and lounge about within throne rooms. Both fill their lands with much needed activity, both provide infrastructure to their respective dwellings, and both can be stepped on and eliminated the moment they are no longer needed. The only difference? Civilians hold the ability to topple the regime they are held beneath.

 

Simply take a look at the actions of rulers in the past, and the above proclamation becomes evidently clear. Children are routinely abused within castle walls for simply being born within an enemy state. Citizens get thrown out and are made a public menace for being open about their beliefs. When they become outrageously confident, tyrants may even take their misdeeds to the public streets in the form of executions and beatings. Tyrants will proclaim that the criminal has put themselves into the position they are in, and any and all guilt and responsibility will be expected to be washed from their cold, bloody hands.

 

However, eventually and inevitably, the citizens will become the wiser. They will open their eyes, and they will see the cruelty within their leaders’ actions. Coalitions will be formed, protests will be had, and the dominoes will begin to fall. This is the rule. There is no exception. Society will begin to crumble and collapse, and either the tyrant’s head will be rolling down the streets, or he will be replaced with another, and things will begin anew. 

 

If you were meant to live under the rule of another, why would this way of life be so faulty? Why would it be so prone to destruction and collapse? Become the wiser, dearest reader. Open your eyes, and see that you were in no way, shape, or form meant to be ruled by another. You are capable of self-thought. You do not need someone to tell you what is right and wrong. You do not need a list of laws to tell you how to act and dictate what you can and cannot do. You are more than capable of governing yourself. Never forget that.

 

Break free from your chains. Cut yourself loose from your bindings. Do not fall victim of an endless, bloody cycle that repeats itself like a phoenix turning to ash. You are not some other peasant or citizen. You are you, and no King can take that away.

 

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Chapter Three - Kieremd Uttarlokhow Thadorth Kuram Urk'jkastum Vireundzord Gerik

Chaos is a thing of nature. It fills your soul, surrounds the world, and makes up everything around you. You were born from it, and you will die by it. You, my dearest reader, have been prescribed the notion that you are above the rancour that lurks within your soul. You are told to keep it at bay, and to hide it from others. However, just as every forest must burn in order for new life to be produced, you too must learn how to release the resentment building up within yourself so that you may become healthy and well, both in mind and in body. When you place a lid over the negative energy that swells within yourself, you merely allow it to build and grow ever fervent in its desire to escape. 

 

A goal of mine found within the bindings of this grimoire is to teach you that it is okay to release the aggression pent up within yourself. Despite what you have been told, it is more than healthy to release your frustrations against the world in ways that range from climactic to mundane. Systematic and calculated release of one’s chaotic nature helps ensure a healthy state of mind, and without this release, it all only builds and builds until it explodes violently, normally with unforeseen consequence. 

 

There are numerous ways this release can be accomplished, dearest reader. When first learning how to release your aggressions and frustrations, you may wish to begin in private, at home, away from judgmental eyes. Starting out small is a good suggestion. Go about your living quarters and hunt for possessions that hold ill memories, such as a former lover’s favorite flower vase, or your abusive father’s heirloom. The next step is simple enough: break these objects. Break them into bits; relish in the unadulterated fury that is your rage. Don’t stop there, however. As you grow more and more comfortable, take this exercise towards less personal objects. An old couch you’ve been meaning to be rid of? Shred it to pieces. A plate with a stain that just can’t be scrubbed out? Shatter it. Invigorate yourself in the feeling of destruction, and once you’ve had a delectable taste of it, spread your sights onwards. 

 

Just know that if you do not release your destructive nature, and instead hide it from even yourself, it will inevitably consume you in a bath of regret and self-resentment. You have all the tools in the world to prevent this. Use them.

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Chapter Four - Sic Semper Evello Mortem Tyrannis

In the previous two chapters, you have been told of the inevitable outcome all nations face: that of collapse. You’ve also learned how to channel the storm within your body into a relieving outlet. Now, you will use what you have learned to fulfill the purpose bestowed upon you as a follower of the Mother.

 

 

While every ruler’s reign will come to an end eventually, it is the Mother’s way for her followers to do all that they can in order to be the catalyst for such downfalls. There is no form of release that is more enjoyable, more awe inspiring than being able to say that you yourself were the cause of a kingdom to collapse. The most joyous part? It is almost always extremely simple to do. Tyrants will provide you with all the fuel you need to create a raging, unstoppable inferno within their city’s walls. 

 

Where does one begin to look for such fuel? Just open your eyes, and you will find the fuel to be all around you. Are taxes too high? Is the local guard-force a bit too happy to force citizens to comply with their orders? Do the residents within your local neighborhood disagree with a set standard of policies the nation has enacted? You merely need to take such examples and use them to collect an array of disgruntled citizens who will stand by your side as you protest publicly just how heinous the crimes the local tyrant has committed. 

 

You need to understand that this will all occur naturally over time. Citizens will eventually do this on their own terms, coalitions will be created, and the spark that ignites it all will still be created without you. There is nothing wrong with simply speeding this process along. Tyrants love nothing more than to delay the inevitable, but the longer things are delayed, the more desperate and violent they will be to latch onto everything they can keep hold of. Strike while the iron is hot and malleable, less you will have to deal with a well prepared sword held within the hands of a vengeful foe.

 

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Chapter Five- Deztrok  Al’kuram Bhryaktazhna

Remember, my child: it is wise to keep in mind the purpose of following the Mother, which is to alleviate yourself from the burdens of society and truly become a being of your own free will. However, you must be generous and extend this wish to your fellow people as well. 

 

 

While the act of murder may seem like the pinnacle of an act of chaos, it is more than important to stray from it as much as possible. You do not want to inflict harm against your fellow descendant, no. The reason I’ve taught you how to expel your inner rage healthily is to keep yourself from lashing out violently against your peers. 

 

Furthermore, it should be the pinnacle of importance to realize that these lessons are fruitless if used only for yourself. It is the Mother’s way to spread these teachings to all of descendant kind so that way may all be free beings together. If you view yourself as higher than another, or if you view someone as undeserving of the freedom you wish to be surrounded in, then you are no better than a tyrant who wishes full control over his neighbors. 

 

For these reasons, I cannot stress this enough: kill only when you absolutely must. If someone needs to die, there will always be someone else to fulfill that goal for you. You need not soil your hands and tarnish your reputation simply for a goal that can be met in more artistic ways.

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Chapter Six - Effn Razaakharhala Kiermedka Zelakka

It is important for you to let go of any bigotry you hold in your heart should you wish to see the world you are crafting remain permanent. Holding onto prejudice will naturally cause you to view others as inferior, which not only goes against a core value of the Mother’s teachings, but it also will inevitably cause the downfall of the anarchic values we hold dearly. 

 

 

Leave the judgement towards whatever deity you prescribe to, whether it be the Mother, or some other God within the Aether. The Mother cares not if She is worshipped, so long as Her goals are met and Her Will is followed. The only sort of judgement you need to bestow upon your fellow descendant is the judgement of their actions. If they are not outright causing you harm, or are trying to hurt you or your loved ones, or anyone else for that matter, then there is no point in ruining their lives just so you may feel superior towards them. 

 

It is important to see bigotry as the disease it truly is. Such toxic beliefs are promised to spread from person to person like an epidemic that forces its way into the minds of your neighbors, willingly or not. It is ever important to keep such pestilence at bay, or you will risk simply falling into the damaging cycle that nationhood represents. 

 

Trust your neighbor, and treat them in a way that is appropriate for their actions, not their beliefs or way of life. Actions speak louder than words, especially when those words are mere rumors and speculations.

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Chapter Seven - Zark Guh'godor Pursu

Be warned, dearest reader, that while these ambitions may sound noble, and they may sound like the goals of a saint, the path that leads to such an end will be fraught with callousness and misery. If you seek a path to virtuous freedom, you will face nothing but hardship. You will be shunned by your peers. You will be cast aside for your ideals. You will be spat upon, brutalized, and torn asunder by those who wish to blindly keep the order that stains the world like piss against a newborn’s bedside. 

 

 

However, you cannot allow this to dissuade you. You must do the opposite. Dearest reader, you must use the actions of those who wish to commit atrocities against you and use them as fuel to kindle the fire that drives your passion to see a better world unfold. Take their words, their abuse, their foul deeds and allow them to rile you up. Use the suffering they will no doubt inflict upon you to drive yourself into becoming a better you, and use your betterment as a tool of guidance. 

 

Suffering, misery, betrayal and heartache are nothing more than tools to be used for personal growth. The pain you suffer from the callous actions of others is powerful, and it is something to take pride in. Do not wallow in it; bask in the glory of knowing that you have learned another lesson that will guide you further along the Mother’s path, and remember the hardship you’ve faced when interacting with your peers, especially those who wish you harm.

 

If you truly wish to serve the Mother in order to build a better future for our successors, then you will learn how to ignore the taunting of others. Do not give in to their insults and mockery. Defend your life if need be, but never give in to the temptation of violence against those who trespass against you. They will want to call you a monster: it is your utmost responsibility to make them look a fool.

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Al’do’roshak Dunru

The lessons gathered within this book are lessons I personally teach to each and every one of my spawn, and they are lessons I seek to live by myself. It is my utmost concern that you have taken what I’ve written to heart, and that you have a newfound passion to create the world the Mother shows me within my waking dreams. 

 

 

I hope to have opened the minds of those who would normally shun such scripture, and I hope that I have produced followers out of a handful of you. I believe it was fate that handed you the Nokion Apendev, and what you decide to do with the knowledge you’ve gained is all up to you. 

 

You may copy this book to your heart’s content. Place it between the shelves of your local library so others may stumble upon its teachings. Sell it for coin if you are in need of such, give it away should your desire to spread the Mother’s faith be fervent, it matters not to me. What matters to me is that you have begun to pave the pathway to your freedom by reaching this epilogue. 

 

Someday, perhaps our children can live in a world free of tyranny, one that has not seen the endless cycle of destruction nationhood promises. Perhaps our children will grow up knowing that it is healthy to release the negativity within themselves, and perhaps they will use such negative emotions as a tool for goodwill and as a means to an end. Perhaps they will live in a world where they live amongst each other in true peace, one where they are free to be themselves and do not show any semblance of fear when someone asks them who they are. Perhaps they will know that cruelty can turn the nicest of men into monsters, and they will live in a world free of monsters. Perhaps they will relish in their pain and use it for personal growth. 

 

And, perhaps, you will be the reason they get to live as happily and as free as they do.

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