After it was all done, we saw lights bolting out of his head, and we finally thanked the sacred wizard.
Roman Rohan, this is the place where we pretend to believe in souls and magic. Caligula amidst the destruction, philosophers are called to make sense of our steps.
Evoke a dream, then make sense of it, Necromancer.
Kill the gods if you can, bring forth hell and all things poised. Maiden, oh maiden, you who licked this ring of power off of my finger. Maiden, oh maiden, call on me your superstition.
Your last days are here, far and near. It’s the end of the Earth, once more and again.
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