"Thmh'agnnmrc'zolsvb" Petrichor || Sahlrek

“They will call me many names. They will hate me. I will be cursed for my deeds. But in the end, I do this for those who have been shunned by divinity. I will show Evermore the true nature of a God.”


AFTER THE DEATH OF KING RHEXUS,
She revealed herself to me once more. Manifested as the serpent. Her words crawling through my brain.
“Go north, deliver the idol to the mountain. Meet the two children of the Flame.”
And so I walked. From Ghayri and across the lands, I do not remember if I stopped. I did not feel the need to rest, eat, or sleep. Walking. I have marched in the army through various campaigns, but never a march this far, for a task so unknown. Keep Walking. I walked until the dry heat turned to cool breeze, and the cool breeze turned to bitter snow. I approached the gates of a town that separated me from the mountain, my target.
Inside of the mountain was a dour sight. A shrine dedicated to an ancient being. It was then I realized that there was no going back. My old comrades did not trust me and after what I had seen and done they would never understand...I stepped too far in…
The Yesharian initiated the summoning, opening the door for it. I tried to stop him, I tried to cut him down. But I understood when my swing missed, it all became clear to me in those moments that I was to become something else...something more..something that no human should ever pursue. I saw her leave my essence and become one with the beings that awoke from the pit. I stood there in dismay until the darkness took me. Did I die? I felt an emptiness that was very familiar to me, the feeling of loss. But in that feeling, I thought back to my epiphany in the temple. With that emptiness came the chance to fill it with something new. But I know this feeling, this is what death feels like. I have been here many times, and have killed myself many times over. Dying is not the end of one’s self, it is the gateway.

“Often I try to recall, what endeavours I pursued previous to this. Yet to no avail. That part of my memory blurs in my mind, like a fresh painted canvas left out in a thunderstorm… I watch through my window as it melts.”
A DEFACED REALITY,
I stared at the sun of nothingness, my eyes and my perception seemed to smolder and wither. Reality has decayed into unease and dread as I continue to stare into this blackened abyss of infinity. I looked into the eyes of the Yesharian and felt a terrible want. An insurmountable hunger for knowledge and power, I learned that I witnessed the vision of a being so malignant and yet so indifferent in its posture. It wrapped through my brain just as she did, warping and inspecting every thought. I could see it, and it could see me. With otherworldly castings burning into my eyes, I no longer see the world as I thought I did before. I don’t need my eyes. The pain was unbearable, but I could not pull myself away as the want to consume all of its knowledge overwhelmed me. I cannot begin to describe the horror of viewing this maddening void, the memory bleeds even now, deeply into my own. If I don’t have eyes I can’t see it.

“I am the eater of the sun. I am the destroyer of worlds. For hell is abandoned, And I will consume all.”

It told me those words but didn’t say a thing. In a language I didn’t know but I comprehended every word. There are many who have claimed to see this being, but few have been under its oppressive ire. My need to consume has grown, I seek answers, which lie beyond this domain of flesh. Existence, insignificant. Purpose, irrelevant. I feel myself reverting back to a time...

DARK DELIVERANCE,

“This is all I am All I have known An escalating horror A never-ending nightmare I hold no responsibility for the things I have done. One does not blame the locust for devouring the world. For it is their destiny to destroy.”
I prayed to a god once. Praying for forgiveness, for acceptance...redemption. I prayed to a god to save people I called my friends. I prayed for their safety and was instead delivered their skepticism and doubt. I sacrificed my sanity for their well being, but a wretched oath was delivered unto me. I was at my final crossroads, but now I have reached my dead end and seek to ascend beyond this veil of existence. I am close now, the embers of an old regime still glow but it will all soon be dark as the world will know true balance through the weight of our hands. Pray no longer to the perversion that is religion and gods, for fictitious deities and otherworldly beings need not be idolized. Instead, follow the one truth that is known and unknown to us all - The Path to the Grave.
A stab in the dark, a radiating smite, a foul curse, and a damning omen - I have found this worlds deliverance. Through darkness, this world will appreciate the light and the balance between. Through pain, Evermore will know healing. Through deicide, they will all know the godless insanity that is the afterlife.


“Let pain be your guide Sahlrek. For without it, you would not know what is broken.”