It's the year 6066 in the final century of the soon to be extinct Alpha Centauri Outpost. Unearthed from the ruins is the journal of one soul who watched his planet spiral out of control into a consuming madness of doom. Slowly, a portrait is painted of greed, myopic mania and a lust for death.
It is an Odyssey into Insanity.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
The Dark Lords of Law are laughing.
The Dark Lords of Law are laughing. An Innocent Man was convicted and hanged. His final Screams of Outrage were music to their dark souls as they serenely watched the Holy Execution. “No one is above the law,” they declared. “Even when we’re wrong, we’re right.” Any god alleged to honor the truth is sought after here and the law god is a very popular one. The watchers applauded heartily in awe as the Power of the Law god reigned supreme. With the Increasing Chaos of a dying planet, a gnawing panic drives them to cling to any hope of order and a false sense of well being. As the Innocent Man dangled lifelessly from the end of the rope, each felt secure in the feeling of Absolute Power. For what are the odds such Injustice would ever happen to them?
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