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Chapter 17

In the dark recesses of a forgotten
mine the shadows gathered.
A skeletal form beckoned. Offering
promises only the Father of darkness
himself could make.

To take up the Mantle of the Flame of
the Father and reopen the Temple.

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For long Zhenyen has sought a deeper
understanding into the minds of the
Gods, to see through their lies and
what their squabbles are truly about.

Seeking to understand the Cycle of
life, and the passage of souls. What is
so unique about this world that not
only traps Zhenyen here, but the mere
existence of the veil and the vast
differences in magic and how it is
wielded.

Neltoulda taught Zhenyen of the threads
of life, and how each man is tied
together. As time has passed Zhenyen
has noticed a common fiber, this fiber
leads back to the core of man. His
desires, his will.

Over the course of his research into
the Cult of the Scarab he discovered
they too understand this fiber. Giving
praise to the Father of Devils, the
father of the Pure. His writings say it
is his gift to man. To see to their
own desires, and through the lies the
gods of the light have spread through
the land.

In an instant he understood what made
this world so different from his own in
one way. The gods of light have
sheltered the weak and given others
justification to spare them. The

Ccul'gra sense great power in this
Thera and that its inhabitants are not
only too weak to sieze it, but too weak
to defend it as well.

It is clear now that he must lay down
the gifts of the Ccul'gra, and complete
the final acts to seal the well and
secure the lock.

He will take up a purpose he had
overlooked. The cleansing of the
Profane is necessary if secrets of
Thera are to be unlocked without
comprise.

Perhaps even destroying the last
remnants of the Scions knowledge.
Intending to prevent any other
misguided scholars from rediscovering
the ancient lies of the Ccul'gra.