Role

Chapter 10

You see a vibrant glowing white page adorned with a large black triangle,
within which floats an obscure depiction of a deformed robed figure devoid of
all light. It moves with magical animation, shadowy orb-like eyes glare at
you from beneath this creature's heavy hood. You feel its frosty breath
rising to meet your face. You sense it slowly drawing you in, as if grasping
out toward you from within the page to absorb your life force. Your
surroundings begin to blur, darkness creeping in from the edges of our
vision.

It suddenly occurs to you that it may be wise to close this journal quickly,
less you lose a part of yourself to this dark magic.
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My life's work lay there before me, within reach, and yet time takes a
relentless toll upon my mortal bones.

They say the Plane itself is where the past combines with all possible
futures. I understand now. I understand the keys. I know what it is we seek.
Though the Coven remains obscure, I do believe I know what this all shall
mean in the end.

We shall first destroy the Chasm, ensuring the Gateway shall stand for
eternity. As is the way of the "Wandering Man", clarity of vision and the
Will aligned, destruction shall manifest creation. And so it shall come to
be...

Never has there been an undertaking of greater importance than what shall
transpire within the Plane. I now only hope that I might find success before
my final breath. In doing so, transcendence shall be within my grasp. All
else matters not.

The Shadows beckon me as one of them. The essences of the ancient Gods stir
something deep and powerful.

I must act in haste.