The Blackest Word/Volume Eight
 The Blackest Word
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| Cost: To open your eyes | Prophet of The Blackest Cult: The Nameless | Volume 8 |
| Religious Newspaper of The Blackest Cult! | ||
Contents
Victories
Blood, blood, blood! Atamara, the East Continent, Beluaterra - filled with screams of the dying and the maimed! Sweet, sweet screams of anguish and misery, agony and humiliation... the guilty are shameless, and the shameful are declared innocent. Villages and towns are burnt to the ground, their people massacred, their women raped before being beheaded, the children thrown off cliffs. Darkness prevails!
War! Armies clash upon bloody fields, kingdoms are overthrown, counties coerced and destroyed. Some realms walk the path of Power; others have chosen to lay down and die. All submit to the power of the Blackest Cult, and our friends, and our will!
Vileness! The Undead grow in number, in strength, in cleverness! The superior undead, and necromantic arts are forming an unstoppable army... one which cannot be defeated, even though its warriors hacked apart and burnt! For their dark souls live on, stopped only by the goodness of wholesome and just men...
Not stopped at all!
The Wheel Turns, and keeps turning! This age shall see the summit of the Master! The Scions shall be united!
Our victory is ordained by powers greater than the Gods themselves. Power channels into us. My shell shall be destroyed soon, but I shall live on, blessed by my master, home to Him...
