The tongue is mightier than the pen which bests the sword
humility is a foreign concept to One whose power is felt
even at a great distance.
Deviant to a degree previously thought impossible whilst
allowing society to see only what is desired.
Exceptional when the subject is cloak and dagger.
Mortals question whether such a being exists
or if it is simply “urban legend.” Most shall
never know the truth.
Cults have been formed, though followers are sparse and
across the continent scattered. Some
lustfully attracted. Some are merely victims to the
Language of Power. Only those firmly
ensconced in it will know when the message is
delivered.
Dare you go in search of this creature, this blight on the peace with the Earth believes itself to have
attained? If power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely, how
do you expect to not be tainted by proximity? How do you expect to survive where angels
dare not tread. Are
you ready to face “the Daemon Called Daddy?”
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