Musings Upon Darkness
By Initiate Jaymes Kowacz
Arrogant is the eye that claims to see, when all before it is darkness unbroken. All sin stems from the claim that one sees without aid. As one brings a torch to a darkened hollow, so too does the Holy Flame banish sin from the soul, allowing the blind in sin to see in righteous. It is therefore the duty of all Righteous Folk to arise and bear forth the Flame to the darkened corners. To expose the Witch, the Heretic, and the Daemon wherever they may be found, suffering not their corruptive influence to taint the Father’s land any further.
To wield the corruptive influence of the Void is to blaspheme the Father, wielding the forces of the Void to unmake the natural perfection so granted in stewardship. Then there are those Aengulists who scoff at the truth, evoking Light and banishing darkness in the name of their selfish Ancients. Though they abhor the Daemon, they are Witches nonetheless, for their Light is hollow, arrogant, and devoid of purity. Power at the cost of one’s soul in chains, held forever bereft of the Father in the accursed’s domain, is an Iblaeic bargain for little gain. Suffer not their self-righteous prattle, and grant them the Father’s Mercy before they turn their blood-stained knives upon you.
Where the Aengulist wields an unholy magic for seemingly good ends, the Daemon is unabashedly anathema, having shunned the cloth of their kindred to wield abyssal nightmares to live out their degenerate whims. Spare no expense in their persecutions, hunt them until their souls are spent and they return nevermore.
Fear the corruptive touch of the Heretic, who damns himself for unlife eternal. Spurn them at every turn for their perversion of the Father’s Creation, and suffer not them to exist in your presence. Hunt ceaseless for their phylacteries, that they may be cast into the Abyss they worship in eternal damnation as they deserve. There is no salvation for them to be had.
Do not suffer not the Witch, the Daemon, and the Heretic to live, lest you find the flame within snuffed out with nary a whisper.