“The World is shaped not once, but every day anew”
Artamis Es Cassander,
Anadem Crowned, Cormantel mantled and the Black Rod of Ludum,
The Infinity Knot, The Focal Fulcrum everliving,
The Seven Corded One, the Binder of Fates,
The Shining One, Lord of the Morning,
The Living Fulcrum.
Once, a mortal man.
Artam, born to the Cassander Clan, in a era long dead and burned to ash.
When the land was in darkness and madness, did he bring light back and show the people their true selves. To remember what was and had been. Once blinded, to see again, through the lies of our enemies. To catch and forever bind their lying tongues.
The Siol.
To understand the Fulcrum, one must look towards his enemies, the vile Siol, for amongst them were once counted both himself and his closest friends.
To reconcile this falsehood, one must understand the difference between the Great Siol of Old, and the False Siol of Covens present.
It was they that murdered the Great Siol, and as the Logos records, the Sioseach Chamleaer VI. It was they who opened the first Breaches, to bring their dark and terrible masters into this world and in the process broke the Cosmos.
Only by the deeds of the last savior, the hero of Endymion, and his small trusted group of followers, were the False Siol foiled – and reality as we know it- preserved.
In the deep and the dark Primeval Void, did he find and seize the secrets of the Focal Fulcrum. And in the greatest moment of need, did Artamis achieve Chirality and bestow immortality on the Avatara, to wield the Fulcrum.
Together did they cast down the False Siol and their Idols into Cheol, from where they ever since try to claw their way out, leading terrible creations of Voidfiends and Chimera.
It has been five millennia since, five millennia of bitter war and uncountable victories.
The Fulcrum protects, and the Fulcrum preserves. Forever may he live and love again. Blessed be the Logos, his voice and his name.
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