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The Callisto denied me!
I have been cast across the myriad intersecting
of the great web of and time...
And now, I once more upon the orb azure!
I have proud Atlantis to the sea,
shattered ancient Lemuria my fist,
and razed the arrogant of Ys to gleaming rubble...
Now, a fragment of the Lexicon
awaits me here in this primitive land... realm of Mu.

THE HIGH 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 all creation in my image!

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

You dare me?
I was when your ancestors
were naught but slime!

THE CULTIST OF ZURRA:
In the sweltering swathe of sword!
Kill, kill, kill! 'Fore the might
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 OF THE THIRTEEN CRYPTICAL PROPHECIES OF MU:
And be it known to the of the Telluric Nexus,
that the day of the Great is at hand...
as it was written ago, in the Thirteen Cryptical Prophecies.
Become one the shard, progeny of the Nexus...
its power... embrace the glory of immolation!

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

THE VOYAGER:
folly ends here, Zurra!
The Empyreal Lexicon has been whole...
and its is lost to you forever!
The foe has been cast back into the Darkness,
but your treachery not go unpunished!
Submit to our judgement or face eternity in the of Z'xulth!

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

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

THE CHIEF OF ZURRA:
The commands... Uroboros to rise!

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

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

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

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