The Blackest Word/Volume Six
 The Blackest Word
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| Cost: To open your eyes | Prophet of The Blackest Cult: The Nameless | Volume 6 |
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Contents
The Wheel Turns
Prophecies are coming to pass that no man, no realm, no faith, no god can alter. They have been written, and so they are to be.
The wise will seek understanding of the prophecies and find it. The foolish shall never learn, and that is as it should be.
Power is mutable in its many forms, and yet in its totality, it is immutable. The dark gods have power beyond reckoning, beyond match, beyond.
As the words are written, blood drenches the lands. Realms shall make war, and that war shall be within and without. Death, fire, rape, destructioon, chaos, terror. Those who struggle in the name of order and peace shall never achieve success; and in their struggle they will inevitably destroy that which they hope to protect. Creatures both living and dead shall run rampant. The savage old ones shall return in mortal form.
The first shall be heralded by the fall of a great city. In his true form, he is monstrous, dark, beastly. He towers over his minions, who are many. His face is cruel, twisted in rage and lust. Many horns rise from his skull. His features are long and narrow, and his immense black tongue is obscenity itself. His beastliness belies the cunning wit of the predator. His claws are soaked in blood. His touch is torture itself, and he slays that with which he would love.
The wheel turns.
