[border]Words of a Madman...[/border]
Even a world where Gods live and breathe among us, there is no peace, no salvation from the horrors we have sowed. The taste of our withered fruit is bitter and astringent. They can only watch in pity as we, once their kin, suffer and struggle. For some things are beyond the powers of the very Gods themselves. Fate already resolved is unchangeable. We had all been as mighty as them before, their blood once the same as ours. But such a time has long past. We know now the cruel truth of our frailty. So many of us live in fear of every minute tick and shadow, reminded that we are mortal above all else. There is only death. For that is our punishment. We had played with the sacred powers of Gods as though they belonged to us. How foolish we were. Our dear mother merely allowed us this gift in generosity. But we abused her benevolence and kindness. We forgot whose home and cradle we had been living in. We called ourselves Gods when they had been away for only a moment, forgetting who the true Gods were. Untamed power and complacent ignorance births deadly hubris. So when they returned to their cherished home set aflame, we were cast from their doorstep unto the world we ravaged and destroyed.
We created this dark hell. And hell has come to claim us.
Even a world where Gods live and breathe among us, there is no peace, no salvation from the horrors we have sowed. The taste of our withered fruit is bitter and astringent. They can only watch in pity as we, once their kin, suffer and struggle. For some things are beyond the powers of the very Gods themselves. Fate already resolved is unchangeable. We had all been as mighty as them before, their blood once the same as ours. But such a time has long past. We know now the cruel truth of our frailty. So many of us live in fear of every minute tick and shadow, reminded that we are mortal above all else. There is only death. For that is our punishment. We had played with the sacred powers of Gods as though they belonged to us. How foolish we were. Our dear mother merely allowed us this gift in generosity. But we abused her benevolence and kindness. We forgot whose home and cradle we had been living in. We called ourselves Gods when they had been away for only a moment, forgetting who the true Gods were. Untamed power and complacent ignorance births deadly hubris. So when they returned to their cherished home set aflame, we were cast from their doorstep unto the world we ravaged and destroyed.
We created this dark hell. And hell has come to claim us.
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