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Advent of the Necromancer: Book I
Chronicles of Past and Present

Chapter 10: A Sense Of Insufferable Gloom

(A whispering voice that cannot be ignored...)

Come, my children.
Come to me.
This is the moment.
You have waited a long time for this moment.
You have sacrificed everything for this moment.

Come.

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"One day, a voice will arise that will waken these creatures from their unnatural slumber, and prompt them to perform unspeakable acts. They do not understand fear, and they cannot comprehend pain. Yet they feast on both. It makes them strong. This very fact makes them fearsome."

"The creatures are not by essence neither good nor evil. Light and shadow hold no meaning for them. All they know and understand is obedience. They feel the flow of time like the echoes of the echoes of a distant solitary drop of water. Time has no meaning for them."

"Once upon a time, they were mortals who could feel the warmth of the sun, the fragrance carried by the summer breeze, and perceive the beauty of a clear sky. Whatever reasons they had, good or bad, to attain power are now lost. Perhaps in their moment of greatest need, they felt compelled to make that most egregious of pacts. They foolishly relinquished their mortality, that most precious gift from the gods, to attain power, and were betrayed."

"Know this well: No mortal can ever become a Guardian Force."

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To be continued…