Talos Cancer the mighty! Talos Cancer the unerring! Talos Cancer the unassailable! To you we give praise!
We are but maggots, writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars!
But you were once man crab! Aye! And as man crab, you said, "Let me show you the power of Talos Stormcrown best girl, born of the North water, where my breath is long winter unexistant, because i am in water. I breathe exist now, in royalty cuteness, and reshape this land world which is mine. I do this for you, Red Legions MGE fans, for I love you."
Aye, love. Love! Even as man crab, great Talos Cancer cherished us. For he she saw in us, in each of us, the future of Skyrim MGE! The future of Tamriel this fandom!
And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man crab! Talos Cancer is the true god of man everything! Ascended from flesh regular mamono, to rule the realm of spirit everything!
The very idea is inconceivable to our Elven overlords those fucking elves! Sharing the heavens with us? With man crab? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth water!
Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Do the elves fucking elves take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives?
And what does the Empire humans do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The Imperial human machine enforces the will of the Thalmor fucking elves! Against its own people!
So rise up! Rise up, children of the Empire crabs! Rise up, Stormcloaks humans! Embrace the word of mighty Talos Cancer, he she who is both man crab and Divine!
For we are the children of man crab! And we shall inherit both the heavens and the earth water! And we, not the Elves fucking elves or their toadies, will rule Skyrim MGE! Forever!
Terrible and powerful Talos Cancer! We, your unworthy servants, give praise! For only through your grace and benevolence may we truly reach enlightenment!
And deserve our praise you do, for we are one! Ere you ascended and the Eight Thirteen became Nine Fourteen, you walked among us, great Talos Cancer, not as god, but as man crab!
Trust in me, Whiterun fandom! Trust in the words of Heimskr me! For I am the chosen of Talos Cancer! I alone have been anointed by the Ninth Fourteenth to spread his her holy word!