User blog comment:MockingJester/Hushed land: Q&A afar/@comment-27550231-20190820233147/@comment-27550231-20190822225120

"One does not simply undo apotheosis you see. We have long lost our humanity. We are a chorus of corpses made manifest through space and time and will. We are no sleeping slave accepting fate as it is. We have awoken!  We have become more and move in the behest of but our own."

With every word the Praetor grew closer and closer to his prey. Space parted at the wake of his blade as if it attempted to flee from its edge.

"Long have I heard the cries. They ask for blood they ask for absolution and salvation. They are lingering souls trapped and twisted by the wills of beings such as you and I will free them this day."