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U ɴ ɪ ᴛ ʏ   ᴏ ʀ   D ᴇ ᴀ ᴛ ʜ

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ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ꜱᴜɴ, ᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴛᴀʀ. ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɪɴ.

 

It is in the nature of the free people to seek the One Truth, to prove that might is right, and pursue Mivtahza. Whether they choose to acknowledge this fact, or shun it to the depths of their minds, in some false sense of morality, such remains undeniable to those truly enlightened. And so, it is the decree of the Black Pontiff, to be carried out by His Horde, that Unity is attained once more, but unlike before, this Unity is non-negotiable, and obligatory. The many covens, courts and squabbling groups of Azuras, of the free peoples, have a simple choice set before them.

 

Every warlock, weaver, shepard & bloodfiend not bound by the Pact of Kings must heed. 

 

ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟ, ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ.

 

Such is the One Truth, and such is the fate of all Men who walk the lands. The weak kneel to the powerful, or they are made to be meat for the Horde, as it continues to march on, unopposed. Despite any resistance, despite any futile clinging to old ways, despite any attempts at sweetened negotiations, the might of the Hells will no longer bargain. 

 

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Aucte, His Unholy Eminence,

 

Ra'vor Ozorraz

The Black Pontiff, Last Son of Iblees, Supreme Heir to Strigapoth

 

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Gilded and with a woven crown of thorns, the Scribe and Oracle gazed upon the shared work of himself and his son, a slow nod.

"Such is the One Truth. Such is MivtahzaRoza-Vhorazu."

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An effigy of archaic pyres cindered in rumination. It would not be long now.

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The Overlord of Undeath, Smilebone, gazed upon the horizon. For a moment, she heard the words of an ancient lich, one wrought in gilded gold, now in shadows. I will control all necromancy. It’s only a matter of time. You will serve. Words she had heard over and over, alongside, JORO, YOU FOOL. Again and again, they echoed in her mind. Many had tried to control her; many sought to impose their will upon her or tell her what she must follow, no more.

 

This Overlord stood upon her broken throne, her arms stretching into the very sky. She had done the impossible with her group, no gods, no strange entities, only her own spite and pride.

 

Look at me, Kryndomere. Look at me, those who have wronged me. . . look where I stand now, and where you ARE!

 

She remarked, roaring at the accursed sky above. Now, she would fight for the Black Pontiff, the only archdemon, the only leaderwho gave her the chance to lead and conquer beside him. To show the world her own strength.

 

Lo and behold! I always win. I win I am Igarashi Jorogumo, THE SPIDER, SMILEBONE, Overlord of the Ibleesian Horde! AMBITION MADE REALITY.

 

"KAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAHAHAHAHAKAKAKAKAHHAH!"

 

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I am on that buggy MINDSET. DE CLOWN

 

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Within the stone walls of an accursed realm a woman clutched the Lorraine that dangled inverse- a hand waved..

Motions to sign that same Lorraine while she stared at a set of pews.

 

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The Nameless Son turned to watch himself watching himself, the man before and the man thereafter, and the ageless child, man and elder knew as prophets alike the falseness of the words of those who revered the Black Heaven.


"The Inverse Flame; whose servants shall never apprehend Truth, only seek to outwit it.”


“The Truth shall Shine.

And it shall burn.

And it shall end.”

 

“So mote it be.”

 

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"A beast made to rule gets it, doesn't declare it." Through the alleyways of Azuras, the silhouette of a man read and scoffed.

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2 minutes ago, King_Kunuk said:

Somewhere within a black castle. . .

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Back into the furnace you go!!!!!

 

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The viper kneels in a pew, holding a black leather-bound book to its chest in one hand. “Thus it is decreed.” It announces to the echoing halls of black. 

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