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WHAT IS A MAN? (II)


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II:
Stone tablets begin to appear before cities across the land, the second forged by their maker. Leaving them there in the deep of night, few could notice the black-robed man who left

these omens for the review of the people.

 

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"I AM PSEVDOSAIMAN,

BELOVED OF EBRETIAS,

DESTINED NEVER TO DIE

 

IN OUR OLD TONGUE, EBRIETAS MEANS “MOONPATH”

BUT TO US, IT IS JUST ANOTHER WORD FOR DAMNATION

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT OUR MOONPATH HELL:

 

IT IS THE FINAL CALL AND PATH OF THE SOUL;

THE FINAL BEACON WHICH WE ARE DRAWN TO,

WHETHER IT HAS EVER BEEN DESIRED OR NOT

IN THIS, WE ARE PULLED FROM THE EARTH IN DEATH,

FROM WHERE WE ARE BORN AND DESTINED TO SLEEP,

TO EXPERIENCE VIVIDLY THE CULMINATION THAT THE MOON HOSTS

 

WHEN MAN WAS BORN, THIS WAS HIS ONLY LAW:

“LIVE ONCE AND DIE FOREVER, FOR THIS IS THE PURPOSE OF THE EARTH”

IT IS FROM THIS THAT OUR GREATEST VIRTUES AND WORST FEARS STEM

FOR OUR EXPERIENCE IN EXISTING, THOUGH STILL IN ACCURSED TWILIGHT,

WILL ALWAYS BE TOO CAPTIVATING TO LEAVE AS WE ARE DESTINED

 

THE AENGU-DAEMONICA CONSPIRE TO ENSNARE US FOREVER;

INTENT TO SAP FROM US THE EXPERIENCE OF LIVING SO BEAUTIFULLY,

COVETOUS OF OUR WILL BY WHICH WE ARE DRIVEN TOWARD SURVIVAL

THEY ARE DESPERATE, FRIGHTENED OF ALLOWING OUR FINAL PASSING,

KNOWING THAT WHEN WE ARE ALL GONE, THEY SHALL BE ALONE,

AND NO ONE WILL BE LEFT TO HEED THEIR NAME

 

THE PALE-BEAST CONSPIRES TO OVERCOME MORTALITY;

UNABLE TO ACCEPT THE LOSS OF THEIR DOMINION,

THEY REMAIN WITHIN US AS INSTINCT AND MALICE,

AS OUR HUNGER AND OUR THIRST FOR POWER AND CONTROL

AND IN ACHIEVING ABSOLUTION OF BOTH, IMMORTALITY

 

THESE WICKED FORCES, HAVING LAID THEIR MARK UPON US,

HAVE STUCK US WITHIN AN EXISTENTIAL QUANDARY;

A MAN IS LEFT TO EITHER ROT ALIVE UPON THE EARTH AND MOON, UNDYING,

OR HE IS LEFT TO ROT AWAY WITHIN DIVINE COURTS, UNKNOWING,

CAPTURED AWAY FROM HIS SOURCE, TO SERVE AS ONE FOR “GODS”

 

BEYOND THE EGO-NUMBING LIGHT OF DIVINE IDOLS,

THE MORTAL MIND IS LEFT TO ITS OWN ILLS AND IMPULSES;

WE ARE BOUND BY THE MORTAL COMMANDMENT OF DEATH

FOR MANKIND CANNOT BEAR TO ENDURE
WHAT AWAITS BEYOND THE FIRMAMENT

 

WHAT IS A MAN?
A MAN IS A TRAITOR TO MORTALITY”

 

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