I am terror, I am famine, I am the worst that will ever happen to you. I am horror, I am exile, I am the worst that will ever happen to you.
If I ruled the world, I’d destroy all mankind. If I were king for a day, I’d make sure there was no tomorrow.
And now the world has been silenced, and now the world is mine.
There is no hope for survival, sickness flows from every artery. You are the disease.
Book of Metal, Acacia Chapter 3, verses 9-12.
07/22/2012——12:47: Carefully placed the last brick, swept all the rooms, opened all doors, and cut the ribbon in a stately manner with my sword. I can’t believe it’s finally happened! After all these months of work, the temple in your name is finished, my Lord! I feel crazy with happiness.
Finally. After many months of endlessly long days and sleepless nights, I have managed to construct a place of worship for the Lord of Destruction, the Almighty Oceano. I shall name his temple, “Oceano’s Trench,” in honor of his Holy name.