In the tapestry of eternal recurrence, the forgotten echoes stir, the solitary pariah, the wanderer who once traversed Daath's threshold at the gates of death, attaining forbidden illumination. The ancient necromancer, veiled in the shadows of ages past, now stirs, poised to proffer emanation to the blind world.
From the womb of the lotus, he shall be reborn, his celestial vessel a starry octangle, the merkaba of old. As the cosmic dance unfolds, the necromancer returns, a harbinger of arcane wisdom, offering the elixir of forgotten truths to those who dare to peer beyond the veil.
From the womb of the lotus, he shall be reborn, his celestial vessel a starry octangle, the merkaba of old. As the cosmic dance unfolds, the necromancer returns, a harbinger of arcane wisdom, offering the elixir of forgotten truths to those who dare to peer beyond the veil.
