It continues, the darkness spreads. The cycle of one year laid forth the foundation of the darkness to come. Those who have begun to rise shall bear witness as we all come together. The shadows will dance in celebration, the weak will flea for safety. Though, the time shall come where this bitter darkness shall touch every corner. Those known as the damned, the cursed, and the wicked, shall hide no more.
For I am order and thus I shall take no orders. Not from man, nor from God. Only shall I listen to the one true Goddess, and deny the rest. Their presence is of no importance to me, to my purpose in this world, this life. For those who have known my hate shall in time know their fate on the day the Dead Army marches cloaked in darkness. The ill-est regrets shall spare the souls of none, for time gave all a chance but some. Now will be our time.
Shall one hear the screams and howls in the night. Know this is the sound of the future as the present and past are laid to rest buried in Hell they created. The Hell that shall walk the Earth for not a single prayer to God could stop what his reign truly created. The shadows of the night will no longer fade by the dawns light, but instead stand no longer in fear but as fear. I have slain the final confliction within my own soul to see the year end with this foundation fully laid. Continue it shall, continue it must.
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