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Hearken to the Word, and hear the truth, hidden from mortal ears until now, the truth of the holy world that gives us life and steals that life on its whim. In the dusk of the old world, when the Overlord, in his hubris and pride, did rise up to destroy his creation, the powers scattered in fear and self-preservation, thinking only of themselves. Only One chose to stand and face the Overlord, only One chose to risk life and limb for those whose faith sustained him, only One sacrificed himself that his followers, and this world, might survive. That One was Zhalith. When the Overlord hurled his terrible energies towards the world with intent to destroy utterly, only One stood in his way, accepting destruction before the dishonor of cowering in the face of the "supreme being", and in his strength, his courage, the new world was born. That One was Zhalith. Only the strength, the desire, the sheer will of One kept the ashes of the world from scattering to the four corners of the universe. Only the determination of One brought the dust of the Realms of Aurealis back together, lending strength, energy and will to the mana of the remnants, drawing them back together to create anew the world that was lost, the new Aurealan Realms. That One was Zhalith. And when the world, the new Aurealan Realms, formed, the Overlord, who had fueled the power of the world with his essence, was absent. Only One sacrificed himself to become that worlds core, to provide the energy that the former inhabitants might be born anew. Only One accepted the sacrifice of being entombed at the core of the new world, immobile and semi-conscious, his power leeched away that the world might continue as it has been. That One was Zhalith. For centuries, One lay entombed in the core of the world, barely aware of what happened above as life returned to the world. Then, through the assistance of a former follower, and the evil Djinn Hyde, a lesser god was tricked into accepting the duties of lending their power to the world itself, and One was released. That One was Zhalith. Upon his release, One found the precepts of Pain stolen by a godling. Yet another chose to challenge One for control over Death itself. Death has re-claimed as the other Deity has been wiped from the world. Pain has been abandOned in the face of greater power. Only One now controls the power of the Earth itself, the powers of Death and Undeath, and seeks to rise again to receive the acclaims that are his due, for leadership, for power and for being the Savior of every living being upon the Aurealan Realms. That One is Zhalith. All hail the true Lord and Master of the world, our Savior, without whom we would not exist. All hail the One true font of Earthpower, the Lord of Death and Master of Undeath. All bow before the One true reason for our continued existence upon this world! That One is Zhalith. From the Book of Jheherrin |
