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The shard denied me!
I have been cast across the myriad tendrils
of the great web of and time...
And now, I gaze once more the orb azure!
I given proud Atlantis to the sea,
shattered Lemuria beneath my fist,
and the arrogant spires of Ys to gleaming rubble...
Now, a crystalline of the Lexicon
awaits me here in this primitive land... realm of Mu.

THE PRIEST OF MU:
He is here! The one of in prophecy!
The death of all is!
The Children of the Telluric Nexus shall
the of illumination.

This is the end of world!
I shall remake all in my image!

THE CHIEF OF ZURRA:
You come, master.
We, your servitors have waited a thousand years
for you to bless us with divinity!
What is thy bidding, o' and omniscient Zurra?

You address me?
I was ancient when your
were but protoplasmic slime!

THE CULTIST OF ZURRA:
In the sweltering swathe of sword!
Kill, kill, kill! 'Fore the matchless
of wrath! Die!

THE HIGH OF MU:
The comes.
On the katabatic rides ravening doom.
Yasa-mega... Yasa-giga... Yasa-tera!
May Klatrymadon us!

THE KEEPER OF THE CRYPTICAL PROPHECIES OF MU:
And be it to the Children of the Telluric Nexus,
that the day of the Purification is at hand...
as it was long ago, in the Thirteen Cryptical Prophecies.
one with the shard, progeny of the Nexus...
embrace its power... the glory of immolation!

Mankind, how thou art.
Yes, death silently on gossamer soft wings,
but her is harsh!

THE PRIME
Your folly here, Zurra!
The Lexicon has been made whole...
and its power is to you forever!
The foe has been cast back into the Darkness,
but treachery must not go unpunished!
to our judgement or face eternity in the limbo of Z'xulth!

I would sooner damnation a thousand times
than bend the knee to you! You and your sublimely ilk,
who the primordial surface of Pangaea
and watched with disdain as life evolved in the oceans...
You have won nothing! My power is of Chaos...
it sustains me and courses through my ersatz veins!
Now face the true potency of the you seek to destroy,
and behold in awe the nature of the universe!

THE PRIEST OF MU:
to ecliptic! Mu and Poseidonis!

THE CHIEF CULTIST OF
The Emperor commands... to rise!

THE PRIEST OF MU:
to ecliptic! Mu and Poseidonis!

THE CHIEF CULTIST OF
The commands... Uroboros to rise!

THE CHIEF OF ZURRA:
In the sweltering of Zurra's sword...
kill, kill, kill! 'Fore the matchless might of wrath...
die! In the sweltering swathe of sword...
die, die, die! the matchless might of Zurra's wrath...
(Bless us with your touch, o' great one...
may the earth tremble at tread
and may your ireful gaze purifying cataclysm
to the hives of mankind's iniquities!)

Ah, the and the Omega.
As all was created from Chaos...
so it be DESTROYED!!!