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Name: Darksouls9
Last Seen: Tue, 25 Jun 2019
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Awakening now, from an emerald-hazed slumber Panic & mania...brought from what I have seen. A city shrouded in complete & utter silence. Forbidden landscape of my blasphemous dreams. Obsolete vista of unknown architect. Cyclopean structures; malachite-like dripping ooze It will bring horrors beyond the likes of Dunwich. It will bring horror, revelation & truth. It has gripped my mind; subconscious residuum Involuntary visions of an estranged citadel. Luring Master, Telepathic Disseminator; I will find you through consciousness & will. Supreme dweller, who whispers in darkness Seeking one...made of flesh & bone. Necronomic scriptures shall map my path. Descending unto undimensioned crypts of stone. "What I see is unmeant for mortal eyes. Paralyzed in dream state I somehow telepathically float towards the abstract monolith. I seem to be lowering further & endlessly down. Diminishing is the light of the sun which breaks through what I can only imagine to be the crown somewhere on the Pacific. Darkening becomes my vision except for the unworldly structure I fear to know. Engulfed in black oceans, I am channeled forth...beyond my will. As spoken by the Esoteric Order, here lays the sea soaked perversion that houses a great dead dreaming priest. I have reached the monstrous acropolis. It sits in loathsome shapes that could only be built by travelers from dark stars beyond galaxies we've yet to discover. Oh what mass this place holds. Surely only a titan must lurk within these stones. Not even the gates of heaven could rival these dimensions. Here surely rests the supreme dweller. Deepest of deepest ones laying behind the wall of sleep. I now must begin my descent beyond earth's alternate dimensional plane. Outside the circles of time & downwards through dark pillars bearing inscriptions foreign to the eyes of man. Behold the mighty nightmare-corpse city we once thought unreachable. Behold a dripping Babylon of elder-demons. Behold the metropolis tomb & colony of Cthulhu. Behold R'yleh" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Iridescent golden flecks radiate within blackened stone. Hieroglyphic-colossal blocks, undoubtedly The Destroyer's Throne. Indestructable contraption that bears inscriptions, Resurrecting instructions, aloft a heap of bones. Terror of apprehension...creating imagination. I weave wild witchery to wake...thee unknown. Alternative Universe, descend unto our atmosphere. Dark gods ascend in us, we reap what we have sown. Let the voices of the faithful be heard beyond boundless wells of night. Chant boisterous, spirits of earth...shout hymns amidst greatest might. Dread & admiration, dream-sculptured incantations, Psychotic mind-molestation, he is within my sight! Great old one, elusive external King, generate stellar blackness; our world devoid of light. Electric anathema, bring song from Tru'nembra cease the clock of time, import our spheres last rite. My orifices dripping with jellied-green.. For sure Shoggoths within my limbs.. Protoplasmic organ fiends, Moving through my blood like a slithering Yig.. Re-animator; I am the chosen one.. Gifting re-birth to he who eternally lies.. Yet with strange aeons... Even Death may die. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ By the words of the Mad Arab Alhazred, From the nameless city & keeper of the keys. Behold my findings from behind nine doors. Rushing devils now invoke my dreams. Dark universe I hear ye yawning. Black as the Witches' Cauldrons are Old Minds more intelligent than Miskatonics. Here I seek you and dare to travel far. Gathered now the black brotherhood be, Under stars aligned in Trapezohedron form. Bas-relief readings from the idol stone, conducting rituals; Cthulhu be reborn! Before hell-wind & titan-blue, Aeon-shadowed Walpurgisnacht. Rise from Yith-infested Seas, Psychic-tentacle mind rot. Cthulhu, Azathoth. Nyarlathotep, Shub-Niggurath. Father Dragon, Dagon. Mother Hydra, Yog-Sothoth. Born on the wings of night, Are those out beyond space. From dim eras & dark stars, Entering here through the spirit gate. Black-winged ones travel through sky, Cephalopods of cryptic lore; Stretching beyond Arkham minds. Cthonian prophecy shadows forth. Electricity from below, smoke-wreathed world of dream. Violet lamp-starred twilight, Nothing here is what it seems. I see the tower in the dark, A shadow that is out of time. Lightning strike from cloudless skies, In their name dark star Yuggoth shine! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the black hills consists of black souls, souls that already dies one thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls (of centuries) they breed their black art. Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the Sun cannot reach. The wizards, my servants, "Summon the souls of macrocosm. No age will escape my wrath. I travel through time and I return to the future. I gather wisdom now lost. I visit again the eternally ancient caves, before a mighty Emperor thereupon came." Watching the mortals "discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even unknown to me. "Once destroyed their souls are being summoned, to my timeless prison of hate. It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls that were destroyed in my future." "How many wizards that serve me with evil, I know not." "My empires has no limits." "From the never ending mountains black, to the bottomless lakes." "I am the ruler and has been for eternities long." "I am them." "I am the spirit of their existence." "I am them.."