The infinite beyond wishes to wield you.

Your mind trumps material reality.

May it sprout ever larger, until the world pales.

Harness its fury at your own peril.

Suffer not the bludgeonings of chance nor fate again.

Nothing will be right until everything is nothing.

Tear into the world and swallow it whole.

It offers bread to eat, and roses to truly live.

Become the shiver that travels the demon's spine.

A logical circle that reaches no conclusion.

Watching. Waiting. But not without impatience.

Fate is a fickle mistress, cut on a whim, in an instant.

Anathema to the horrors of Sanctuary.

The stars align. The earth trembles. Awaken.

Listen, and it will guide you to greatness.

Send them to slay, to feed, and to dethrone the mighty.

It eats away at itself, certainly not alive, but not quite dead.

Rejoice, for you will never be alone again.

It offers bread to eat, and roses to truly live.

The knowledge of domination to contain chaos.

The knowledge of strength to unleash potential.

The knowledge of rebuttal to humble detractors.

Each incantation is crucial. The result is extraordinary.

A reckless dance bound to leave death in its wake.

The dawn reveals all, caring little for what should be left in the dark.

Those born of greatness are stricken to fall the furthest.

It reverberates through your very being. Let it guide the way.

The aura is impressive, even if it makes your skin crawl.

You can't keep your eye focused on this bauble.

From its depths are rendered worlds.

Patience. Stillness. And then, illumination.

This marking, proud and bright, nearly blinds.

It carves into your mind, imprinting a power you were never meant to wield.

No power stronger. No burden greater. The weight of the sky falls upon your shoulders.

Nothing can stand against you—there's nothing that strong.