(Before you read this I’ll let you know that’s English is not my first language but I do my best.
plz if you see any errors in the literature pm and I’ll fix it.)
Ok so I been playing MCC campaign and this time the gravemind character got stuck to me. I ended doing this. I really don’t literature stuff so I taking a leap here. Hope you like it.
Time became a false idea along the corse of my travels. Our design ones was of order and prosperous life yet we have lost that. Now in this eternal grand casket We only see one solution, do take action to my own. A mantle as been given a long time ago but that is lost today. The child of my enemies war on false ideals and little faith of peace, something that was given by us. But no more I say for I have taken the path for true salvation.
Join your mind with mind and abide to 1 pulse for I am salvation and victory everlasting.
False prophets promise you salvation from a end that is only of your doing and vent your morals and life. Change your eyes to that of holy flame that burn for the righteous, but that flame only will extinguish what you hold dear.
They force your icon of valor to change of one of shame and meddle with your loyalty till they broke your soul.
And to those who live in packs blinded the most by them you have become. Your greed and jealousy of those who where honor bound let you to be pawn of easy use for them to shuffle the tables. They over you ranks and state for the sacrifice of other who would have hold your hands if pressed by danger even if their sentiment was not of the same nature.
Your brutality against the others made you be fear but with me you have no challenge to offer. Your scuffles with my many forms are only temporal satisfaction for your minds but know that no forgiveness is given by my hand.
Long have you live under opresor that fabric your own thoughts. They have made you fodder and not given rank of important nor acknowledgments for what you truly are capable. To them you are a mere pawn that will soon be replace with another, repeating a cycle of witch you can’t decline. Your food is number and your home have cease to be yet this was not enough for them. Others stop you from progressing in number by committing acts that took away what little joy gave you. But fear not for I have a place for you, your minds are one of importance to me and with me many great deals are ahead.
Let us partake on a grand unification and change the thoughts of those who have torment you, join and do not resist for I have come to give salvation.
And last you San’Shyuum
Scheme and lies is all you give, offering salvation to all yet taking it.
Deluded, blinded with your arrogance and self proclaimed divinity. Breaking what took many cycles to make. What have you offer? A alliance or a pent. Twisters of hope and shattering the hopeless.
Know that I have a place for you, simple food you shall be and tormented in mind you will.
But nevertheless I have come and I will stay. And with this, this galaxy will fall to me as other have before. For one thing “time” have thought me is patience and patience I have been. No longer I will be idle in this domain for I have come to take action and be the unity this cold casket needs. See me not as a grave but as hope for I will demonstrate a timeless existence of witch no torment will come to you…unless you resist.