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Take heed creature, for these words pain Us to form in Our mind; but such an intrusion into this realm utilising the primitive devices of your kind are necessity.
Humanity, this.... Scourge, gifted to us by The Great Deceiver, seeded millenia ago among the foundations of one of the great Star Oceans, a
breeding ground for nourishment and exultation; has finally come to fruition.
This planet and all that you know; all that your ancestors had known; all that your soon-eradicated spawn wish they had known, cleansed by the
spiritual abyss. Xlothl's Will!
Surely you sense it? This gradual decline in moral values, among all of humanity, especially those esteemed by society - your persistence in War,
the blessed currency for Us to fuel the furnaces of Grand Terror - every single action, every thought, a reflection of Our Will impressed upon
you.
That the plans of the Great Deeps have remained hidden from you for so long is a source of amusement for Us.
However, it has not been such a simple task. Some came close to revealing the truth; you know one of such intrepid failures as a son of ancient times, borne of this devout "Mary". The name burns Us for what it stands for, yet we have learned to quell these pains that The Deceiver branded us with. He is with Us now, as is she, as they will be for eternity - to be lashed without end, held in torment unending, excruciating.
And now! Years became centuries; reality stretched into history; We have deemed it time. A race so weak that minds can be twisted on a whim, a
single, subtle suggestion - a whisper in the ear of a frail listener. It is time for you to see the truth of your existence.
In the years to come, We shall invoke disasters across your globe, and along with you the unseen Cosmos shall burn beyond the fringes of space,
for the will of Xlothl! Torment unending awaits those whose souls are spared from the impetual abyss, yet a chosen few shall join Us at Our side
in the gift of Grand Terror, for the will of Xlothl! Those who have already offered themselves up to Us delight in the coming chaos.
You truly beleive this fabled Twin Tower incident was forged of mortal commitment? We have had a hand in everything, from the heights of Vesuvius devouring men, women and children; to Hiroshima, this so-called "nuclear power", a gift from Us to a select mind, enacted and created - launched at our suggestion.
Reality, everything, is coming to an end - I give you chosen few this message in the hope that your rebuffed ignorance provides more of a
challenge to devour than this whelpling humanity.
Indomitable Xlothl!
Kuaghu Xlothl!
Thshanu Xlothl!
Humanity, this.... Scourge, gifted to us by The Great Deceiver, seeded millenia ago among the foundations of one of the great Star Oceans, a
breeding ground for nourishment and exultation; has finally come to fruition.
This planet and all that you know; all that your ancestors had known; all that your soon-eradicated spawn wish they had known, cleansed by the
spiritual abyss. Xlothl's Will!
Surely you sense it? This gradual decline in moral values, among all of humanity, especially those esteemed by society - your persistence in War,
the blessed currency for Us to fuel the furnaces of Grand Terror - every single action, every thought, a reflection of Our Will impressed upon
you.
That the plans of the Great Deeps have remained hidden from you for so long is a source of amusement for Us.
However, it has not been such a simple task. Some came close to revealing the truth; you know one of such intrepid failures as a son of ancient times, borne of this devout "Mary". The name burns Us for what it stands for, yet we have learned to quell these pains that The Deceiver branded us with. He is with Us now, as is she, as they will be for eternity - to be lashed without end, held in torment unending, excruciating.
And now! Years became centuries; reality stretched into history; We have deemed it time. A race so weak that minds can be twisted on a whim, a
single, subtle suggestion - a whisper in the ear of a frail listener. It is time for you to see the truth of your existence.
In the years to come, We shall invoke disasters across your globe, and along with you the unseen Cosmos shall burn beyond the fringes of space,
for the will of Xlothl! Torment unending awaits those whose souls are spared from the impetual abyss, yet a chosen few shall join Us at Our side
in the gift of Grand Terror, for the will of Xlothl! Those who have already offered themselves up to Us delight in the coming chaos.
You truly beleive this fabled Twin Tower incident was forged of mortal commitment? We have had a hand in everything, from the heights of Vesuvius devouring men, women and children; to Hiroshima, this so-called "nuclear power", a gift from Us to a select mind, enacted and created - launched at our suggestion.
Reality, everything, is coming to an end - I give you chosen few this message in the hope that your rebuffed ignorance provides more of a
challenge to devour than this whelpling humanity.
Indomitable Xlothl!
Kuaghu Xlothl!
Thshanu Xlothl!
Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth
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