Death....
Death is the only option. We must kill the raiders, kill the rioters, kill the protesters, kill the unwilling, exterminate the Meer, and exterminate the Juka. I know it is hard to grasp, but Exodus has explained everything to me. A darkness has corrupted our land, a darkness which must be destroyed. The only way to cleanse it, is it kill the host that carries it. These people are all corrupted, and must be put down.
This may not seem like one, but this is in fact a war. A war that us as knights must fight in. Any that oppose us, will fall, those who wish to ascend into paradise will be assimilated into our order.
Exodus will usher in the rapture. Exodus is our only savior.
Let us have the swords of the Knights of the Crux Ansata rip threw our enemies throats, and let the blood pour into the streets paving a river to greet our savior Exodus.
I hope for Danica's sake that she agrees.
Aye, so it is....
The Awakeining XVIIIIIII (if only that number exists)
I, Alexander, woke from a dream this early morning. What seemed like a dream was a vision. Vision of the past, the present, and the future. I dreamed i was walking on a sandy cobblestone street, outlined with raimnants of what use to be a city. I looked and noticed a statue and a banner, that read "
Those who have apposed us shall draw their last breath when the sun sets on the early morning of the summer solstice." I looked around more startled than ever and noticed something els, fire brewing in the evening wind, restless souls lurking around all lost and hungry for rest. It was a puzzle, the statue and banner, the fire, the torn down houses, and the restless souls. I was standing in the ruins of Magincia that was torn down a couple of years ago. I walked slowly but calmly toward a display case that held a spellbook. "Book of the Damned and unjust". As soon as i touched it to open it, a faint battle cry merged from the west... now from the east... and now all around me. The wind picked up, everything started to disappear and the last thing i remembered was a restless soul looked me dead in the eyes, and i was out cold...
I woke that very same night it seemed, blood running down my leg that looked fresh. Only this time i was someplace different, but meerly the same. I was standing at Lord British's castle and i see a figure in black and a mechanical contraption. I got closer to investigate what was going on, and as i saw the figures face i knew where i was. Lord Promathia and an Agent of Exodus were talking, i would assume they were discussing the peace treaty and the plans to bring back Lord Casca. I felt a burning sensation and i closed my eyes for a split second and when i opened them, i was in the streets of britannia. A local Carpenter whom ive met and had done some dealings with before, was throwing trash in the streets, cursing out everyone he came in contact with, sobbing saying "
Why must we go through this agony everyday!" I walked around the corner and saw a local actor doing the same thing the carpenter was, im not sure if it was his skills in the acting proffestion and was just making fun of the Carpenter or if he himself felt the same way. Another jolt of pain went through my spine and i was at Queen Dawn's Grave. A local priest was bowing down at her grave. I could only make out a little of what he said, "Why did you have to leave us?".... "Why must we go through this torture every day?"...."Please come back to us great Queen!" As soon as he said that last line.... a bolt of lighting was thrown down from the heavens and the priest laid on the ground breathless.... I DIDNT UNDERSTAND!! With that thought, i became sleepy, and i could only get one more thought in before i went into a deep sleep... "This...Must...Be the...Present......."
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I woke up, begging it be the last time. I could tell some years have passed by the way everthing looked, and the way my clothes were all worn out. What felt like a decade only took a few seconds. With caution, i started wondering around, nothing to be seen, only machines being on and rawring. I saw no one in the town of Brit, Not a single life-like soul. With dried up tears in my eyes and the heavy machine smoke being bellowed out, my eyes started to burn. I went into a local Britain healers shop and found a bowl of water that didnt look like it was just set there. With the burning in my eyes getting greater i had no choice but to risk it and wash my face in this bowl of what looked like to be algae infested water. When that nightmare was over, i dried my face off with my tattered shirt. I noticed a parchment laying on the desk that read "
To those who are wonded, we can not help thee any longer, under the orders of the Exodus Army..." I knew what was going on.... we failed to make the peace treaty and the Exodus army invaded the world. I no longer wanted to be here anymore and tried everyway to get out of it... but nothing worked... I sat down on the healers bed and started thinking "Why was i sent this message and what meaning does it bear? A sudden headache went through my head and i closed my eyes trying to wish the pain away. As soon as i opened my eyes a void looking gate appeared before me. Knowing it was my only option and choice i decided to go through it... I only remember falling into a void pit seeing a lava like floor at the bottem, wishing i didnt go through the gate. What seemed like hours of falling, the floor appeared to be getting closer, and closer... AND CLOSER! I hit the floor with a hard thump and a wrack of pain went through my body.... but... this was lava was it not? What i was looking at was a mirror illusion... a trick known by an old King that once lived. I looked to my right and saw a void red casket with crystal webs around it. I got to my feet and herd a startling noice to me left. Slowly.. i turned around.. and saw a Void Demon looking at me... i didnt want to take another step. I wanted to think of a happy thought but in this time and place i couldnt think of one. The Demon got closer to me and the most bizzar thing happened.... he talked.... "
What are you doing in the sacred realm under the Abyss?" I awnsered as honestly as i could because i didnt want to know what this demon could do to me.. "Im not sure how i got here...im lost.. and would like to know what this place is.".... "
This place is the solitary confignment for our beloved Lord Casca's tomb" said the Demon. I was granted the ability to stay... only because the Demon said one last and strange statement... "
We've been expecting you.".... With that, the Demon disappeared and the room got darker and darker. The room was lit up enough where i could see a faint mist, and i figure appeared in it. Instantly i bowed for i was standing before the apperition of our Great King Casca. With a Ghost like voice he explaind to me this is what the world will be like if we cannot persuade everyone to bring Casca back. What lies ahead would be only chaos and nothing more. He did say "
Use Exodus to bring me back...
but do not trust them".... "
They are nothing but trouble.. and when i return... we... will kill them off and restore peace to Sosaria." He gave me strong details on how to trick Exodus and keep Casca as king.. but it will be everything but easy. After everything was said and done, the ghost of Casca faded away and i went into a deep sleep only to wake in the real world with a plan and a goal. With a final thought, "
Lets do this", the night ended with a candle light going out and nothing but silence in the air....
