Status Updates From The Great Ordeal (Aspect-Em...

The mad Scylvendi’s voice cracked like flint, roared of a piece with the
fire.
“Every bit as blind to the darkness that comes before!”

“I have not the skin,” the great shadow continues, “to bear the number I
have taken. I have not the bones to carry the wickedness I have wrought.
The sky gags for the bodies burned. The Hells grow fat on the back of my
wrath—my judgment!”

“Maurax urs Cagnûralka calls on you! The Childstrangler. The Great
and Holy Throatcutter. Our mighty King-of-Tribes would scry your fate
with his own cruel eyes!”

tears

“He doesn’t even care!” she roared into emptiness, her fists balled to
either side. “He has no heart to break! No will to weaken! No fury to
provoke! Don’t you see? You take nothing from him when you take his
children! Nothing!” She fell to her knees gagging, raised a wrist to her
mouth.
“You only take ... take ... from me ...”

I am so back. False gods sucked so much, this will act as a cleansing of sorts