Shadowbound
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From Metatron Vladimir Gehenna
Soulon!
Know these words to be true! I speak with the full authority of the Garden and it's Gardeners. Falsehood is beneath me, for the truth is in accordance with God's will. And it is my purpose to relay His will.
Twice have the Gardeners sought naught but peace with you. Twice have we turned our pursuits to peace and prosperity, in the hope that you would do the same. Twice have we reached a height only dreamed of before, twice all the glory of the Third Age seemed within reach once again.
Twice have we been betrayed! Twice have the Shadow Lords of Kaus struck against our peaceful civilization, pre-meditated, unprovoked, their blows veiled in trickery and deception. Twice have those who knew nothing but cultivation been forced to turn their plowshares into swords. There shall not be a third!
Your government has defiled his holy places with blood, with pollution, with all the fell instruments at its disposal. It has sought to block the Voice of God, with a lead curtain of silence matched in its insanity only by its ineffectiveness. It has struck against His guardian, blasphemed against His truths. Its work is laid out clearly in the bodies that litter the streets of the Third World, in the cancer-ridden children that fill your schools, in the warships that filled the skies of defenceless Kaus II.
I am the Voice of God. I am His instrument. I am empowered to carry out His work.
And I shall.
If the Soulon League does not withdraw every soldier, every government official, and every ship from Kaus III, and end its dominion over that planet, then it shall be punished. It's fleets will be smote from the sky, its cities bombarded from orbit, and the wreckage of its failed government strewn across the solar system.
Deus Vult!
Soulon!
Know these words to be true! I speak with the full authority of the Garden and it's Gardeners. Falsehood is beneath me, for the truth is in accordance with God's will. And it is my purpose to relay His will.
Twice have the Gardeners sought naught but peace with you. Twice have we turned our pursuits to peace and prosperity, in the hope that you would do the same. Twice have we reached a height only dreamed of before, twice all the glory of the Third Age seemed within reach once again.
Twice have we been betrayed! Twice have the Shadow Lords of Kaus struck against our peaceful civilization, pre-meditated, unprovoked, their blows veiled in trickery and deception. Twice have those who knew nothing but cultivation been forced to turn their plowshares into swords. There shall not be a third!
Your government has defiled his holy places with blood, with pollution, with all the fell instruments at its disposal. It has sought to block the Voice of God, with a lead curtain of silence matched in its insanity only by its ineffectiveness. It has struck against His guardian, blasphemed against His truths. Its work is laid out clearly in the bodies that litter the streets of the Third World, in the cancer-ridden children that fill your schools, in the warships that filled the skies of defenceless Kaus II.
I am the Voice of God. I am His instrument. I am empowered to carry out His work.
And I shall.
If the Soulon League does not withdraw every soldier, every government official, and every ship from Kaus III, and end its dominion over that planet, then it shall be punished. It's fleets will be smote from the sky, its cities bombarded from orbit, and the wreckage of its failed government strewn across the solar system.
Deus Vult!