Chapter 3: LIVING LIFE SLOW
Everyone makes mistakes, some bigger than others, alike me I am recoverable I can remove history from its past however one cut so deep it couldn't be erased. Mandicant Bias was my one mistake to rise, the only one undead beast that nearly killed me in persuasion of the humans now all my prove themselves worthy of a resurrection. Mandicant Bias however was still controllable, he was crumbled back to his dead land underworld were we will await his judgement. All I ask from Penitent Tangent is to obey and complete. The life living slow is a life only I can give you, it won't hurt and its free, all I ask you humans is to choose the right path, follow my judgement and pass into a life you will never end in, one disastrous and one with freedom. The forerunners heard your message humans, they gave you peace and protection from death, but what, they miraculously disappeared 1000 years ago and left worlds in which when fallen into the wrong hands can destroy all existence, and do you call that protection? Follow me we will take things slower…