-The Fall of Thyst-

[Sigvried 2]

Not many saw how Thyst fell to the Rex's fists. It was remarkably swift, even if his opponent was the Warlord of Orcs himself, Thyst was still the Champion of the Arena.

It is odd how he died with a smile as he catched Tythus's last punch with his throat.

Not much later books were found in the house of Thyst, they were stacked on top of each other right in the middle of the room.

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"It is not everyday an orc struggles with his inevitable death. I tried to fight it but I was already swept in the currents of the void. Here I will do my story for brothers who wish to learn more of my intentional death in the ring.

First off, as I write this, I will not die a coward. I plan to give it my all and if the miracle happens that I will stand victorious I shall have to lead the Orcs. Although I doubt a miracle will happen once again in the ring.

What pushed me to do this.

Asai'ah, a Grand spirit, he stands for Revolution, Ambition, Madness yet Control.

A strange spirit but no doubt a powerful one.

He was the very first spirit that ever possessed me. Such spiritual energy ravaged my young body and I was ripped from the spiritual veil for years. Only later I found out what he truly wished.

With the spirit of Ambition on my side I had no trouble giving it my all to attain Dominus-hood. Even after that Asai'ah did not cool, he wanted more. I stood in the Arena the very same week and defeated all the contestants, one more did I please Asai'ah.

But it was not enough! *this line was clearly written with force and rage*

*the writing style changed, as if Thyst starts to write faster*

I asked Donuur and Arya to subdue him, but in exchange they set my time. Asai'ah would posses me once more and would do anything to lead the orcs. I saw no other options.

He would not have stopped with only orcs. He would crush the dwarves and enslave the fleshkin for years to come. He can do this and I shall not have him use MY body for his madness!

*The writing gets messier*

In these final moments of sanity I challenged the Warlord out of my own will and I will soon depart for my last battle I have almost completed the ritual to forever hold Asai'ah from completely taking over another breathing orc... Now to finish it Blood must be spilled.

My last Will.

Bein'lur, My equal, my brother, my friend...

Take the lands I once owned, may you rule over Sanhar and the Nomads as High Dominus.

Tre'Bok, The shaman I would trust my very essence with.

please take care of my apprentices. As well as the Shaman Clan. I was not fast enough to gather all the shamans but the start is there.

To my apprentices Lex and Shaggo,

You will get my home in Sanhar, along with all the items, be it staffs, books, totems and recipes for incenses and potions it is all yours. I hope you two are wise enough to share at this moment and have put aside your differences in skin. You two are polar opposites but you must realise how strong you are together. Use the staff, I have enchanted it with part of my soul but only use it when the need is great and once you have become Journeymen.

To mY SOn IWilL gLRh-"

*The writing gets incomparable from here on, it seems like the book closed with the feather on this page*

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[MinionLover 69]

*Whispers to myself* Thyst...why...*louder* I will teach Shaggo and Lex as if they were my own!

*Tear*

[Carnivore91 1]

The spirits were quiet that day.

[Danny 2232]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.