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Wit Gone Witless
Written by: Holocaust King Aegoth Aristata, Curator of Truth
Date: Tuesday, October 22nd, 2024
Addressed to: Scarlattan Taelle Starling
To the dottering dolard dancing deleriously down dark diatribes,
Try as I may, I cannot seem to conjure the effort to be baffounded that a simpering buffoon such as you would even need a thesaurus in order to even comprehend half of my words. I would have at least been impressed with a token attempt at a charientism, given your proclivities toward what you profess to be the arts, but again you lack ambition.
One such as I has no need to learn from lesser-minded blatteroon, for you have already proved in your I am already better than you. My crown has been earned by action, reputation, and merit. What, pray tell, are your accolades? I and all whom dwell in the city of Evil are elevated far above such inconsequential insects like yourself. We know better, we act better, we simply live better. That your capernoited scribblings highlight the profound cacestogenous lack of education for the world to see is but a remarkable insight into the superiority of the Seven Truths.
I would urge you to try harder, to do... no, to BE better, but I fear that is an impossibility for one such as you. And while you pompously attempt to denounce me by comparing me to the Divine I worship (a complement of the highest degree), the world simply sees your words for what they are: empty and wanting. The followers of Lord Sartan, rightful ruler of Creation and God-Emperor already know that He is an unattainable standard for us, for there is no being in existence that may come close to His majesty!
What I shall do is apologize to the Great Bard, for He is correct that there are no False Gods, as the Ayar has decreed in time immemorial. I rescind such calumny, for all mortals are but gnats to the whims of the Divine, however there is no GREATER God than Lord Sartan, as the very world was given unto Him by the Ayar, and His birthright shall be claimed in due course.
In Service to the God-Emperor of Creation,
Aegoth Aristata
The Holocaust King
The Hand of Iniquity Emeritus
The Herald of Vastation
Exposer of Fraudulent Artistes
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Miraman, in the year 959 AF.
Wit Gone Witless
Written by: Holocaust King Aegoth Aristata, Curator of Truth
Date: Tuesday, October 22nd, 2024
Addressed to: Scarlattan Taelle Starling
To the dottering dolard dancing deleriously down dark diatribes,
Try as I may, I cannot seem to conjure the effort to be baffounded that a simpering buffoon such as you would even need a thesaurus in order to even comprehend half of my words. I would have at least been impressed with a token attempt at a charientism, given your proclivities toward what you profess to be the arts, but again you lack ambition.
One such as I has no need to learn from lesser-minded blatteroon, for you have already proved in your I am already better than you. My crown has been earned by action, reputation, and merit. What, pray tell, are your accolades? I and all whom dwell in the city of Evil are elevated far above such inconsequential insects like yourself. We know better, we act better, we simply live better. That your capernoited scribblings highlight the profound cacestogenous lack of education for the world to see is but a remarkable insight into the superiority of the Seven Truths.
I would urge you to try harder, to do... no, to BE better, but I fear that is an impossibility for one such as you. And while you pompously attempt to denounce me by comparing me to the Divine I worship (a complement of the highest degree), the world simply sees your words for what they are: empty and wanting. The followers of Lord Sartan, rightful ruler of Creation and God-Emperor already know that He is an unattainable standard for us, for there is no being in existence that may come close to His majesty!
What I shall do is apologize to the Great Bard, for He is correct that there are no False Gods, as the Ayar has decreed in time immemorial. I rescind such calumny, for all mortals are but gnats to the whims of the Divine, however there is no GREATER God than Lord Sartan, as the very world was given unto Him by the Ayar, and His birthright shall be claimed in due course.
In Service to the God-Emperor of Creation,
Aegoth Aristata
The Holocaust King
The Hand of Iniquity Emeritus
The Herald of Vastation
Exposer of Fraudulent Artistes
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Miraman, in the year 959 AF.