My brothers... my sisters...
Family... I call you.
Entropy withers our ties and our bonds but it does not yet shatter them while we still have chance to work together.
Our goal, our destiny, is to achieve a unified end, a chaos worthy of chaos itself...
My time, is comming, my people, I implore you.
Do not mourn, do not pity...
Hate...
For the Harmonium wanted you to tremble and they have shaken, but not stopped the tide.
They wanted you to halt, but they have only delayed progress, not hindered it.
For every, Harmonium that dares to lay a hand upon you, I vow personally that a thousand will fall.
For every Mercykiller that tries to enforce justice upon you. Their own instruments shall be used against them, just as they were before.
Brothers, Sisters.
The hour is now...
We have progressed in days what others have taken a life-time to achieve.
We have done the impossible when others said it could not be done!
From the very hands of those who rule and reign we have taken and reaped what THEY have sewn!
If this is to be the Ash of the Ashen, the day of reckoning for my world, LET IT BE YOURS, I BUILD FROM MY RUIN!
The fires of entropy burn brighter than ever before. They spread a flame that cannot be tamed any longer!
Through the streets my name is hailed and hated! Feared and worshipped! And why?
BECAUSE I GAVE THOSE PEOPLE CHOICE!
It us up to you to continue that task should I fail. Should my reign finally come to an end, I trust in my capable comrades, and in my Factol, even my fellow Doomlords, to finish what has begun.
For we must all fall apart.
But together, we shall bring our enemies to ruin.
Let the day come when we finally embrace each others demise, and delay it a little longer.
Let the hour fall where our reign begins and the power of Axiom finally comes to an end!
We have shown the Harmonium it can be shaken, we have shown the Guvners, their laws are flawed. We have shown the Mercykillers, we, can break any chain they hold us by!
FOR EVERY DOOMGUARD, A THOUSAND OF THEIR MEN SHALL PERISH!
FOR EVERY CAUSE FAILED, A HUNDRED MORE WILL NOT!
Weather your intent is to wither for righteous or malevolant reasons....
I implore you, my fellow comrades...
Stand... together... for this one hour of glory.
We, are at our PEAK, of destiny!
And soon...
The entire city will be watching...
As the first Doomguard banner, rises above the Bazaar, an unstoppable force, and proof, that all things, will fade in time.
But above them all...
We proove, that the Harmonium CANNOT, controll us, ANY LONGER!
For our blades to rise, the people will see. The factions, will see...
Others will unite with us, likeminded figureheads who crave the fall of this tyrany and its reign upon us all!
Our crusade is true divinity incarnate! We, are the righteous ones here!
We will never be stopped, we cannot be reasoned with.
WE WILL BRING RUIN, UPON ALL THINGS, FROM ORDER, TO CHAOS ITSELF!
....And when the ashes settle upon the city of doors...
We will open a new world, to the future.
So my brothers, my sisters... my fellow Doomlords and my grand Factol...
I bid you to rise your blades in the name of entropy...
AND READY YOURSELVES FOR A FIGHT, LIKE NO OTHER!
For should I fall...
The future, lies in the hands of those who I know, will shape it as they willed to...
You... my brothers and sisters...
Have been the greatest comrades of entropy, I could have ever, asked, for...
Weather my fate is to wither now, or to join you in this moment of glory...
I know you will sucsseed, even if I, should not.
And to you, I grant the ultimate esctacy... of entropy itself.
Decay, is divine.
A Dangerous Plan...
