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I'm the kid your parents warned you about.

[lariael]

I am a lower class prince,

Who is stuck in a castle.

It's been that way ever since,

Someone made me,

Hustle, hustle!

Care to save me, stranger, huh?

Take me, feed me, dress me, nah.

I am to fly out of here,

With no body and no fear.

I can see me disappearing,

Feeling lighter with each breath.

I just wish I'd see a clearing,

Before our last kiss, o death.

[lariael]

Ὑπερβόρεοι moved the knight,

Some may not survive this fight.

Black helia, white helia,

Quiero tu silencio,

Todo el día.

Magnum mysteriosum,

Tengri infinitum,

I offer you my body,

In nomine veritum.

[lariael]

In stillness, zephyr ceased to spin,

Awaiting we were, an understanding within.

A realm with no escape, few seconds thin,

Among oblivious throng, their days within a pin.

If escape is but a dream, then skyward I must soar,

In the face of gleaming steel, my reflection I explore.

Pulsating with a rhythm, akin to my heart,

A mirror of the essence, from which I'll never part.

Yet what if time, the fickle fiend, slips from my grasp?

In the shadow of that question, in uncertainty I gasp.

For even as I ponder, the seconds swiftly fly.

Silent echo of the wind, beneath the endless sky.

[lariael]

And I heard a roar as if the heavens were rending, and then the Creator himself laid before me the pedestal of knowledge.

I looked upon my devoted kin, who stood simultaneously proud and rejoicing in the ecstasy of victory.

I addressed them, the blood of my blood, saying:

Blood of my blood,

You have honoured the ancient promise made to my father.

You have removed obstacles from our path.

You have shattered the temples of hypocrisy into dust, as my father commanded you.

You have restored the Seven Churches to their former glory.

Once again, a roar swept through the heavens, rejoicing with my devoted kin. It echoed the holiest mystery of faith, rejoicing with us.

With my right and left hand, I gestured, for he stood by my side.

I spoke to him thus:

My right and left hand, thou who standest by my side, on our side, in divine glory,

Thou, whose courage makes thee most devoted to me,

Allow me to name thee Sword of the Heavens, that thou may wield my power,

On the side of the ancient cosmic lyric.

Then, we heard unanimous approval. To withstand its force, the father set before me another pedestal, saying:

My children,

Torn apart from love,

By hateful tyrants,

Condemned to slavery.

I appoint you as my saviours.

You have liberated the blood of our blood from the hands of tyrants.

Know, however, that they still linger among us,

And they scatter the seeds of tyranny,

From north to south,

From west to east.

From the weakening loop of time.

You have endured too long under the weight of their yoke.

Break the yoke with him.

[lariael]

Lēr': Dost thou hold faith that the past can return?

Æl: 'Tis forever in our presence. Canst thou not hear its constant tick?

Lēr'Æl: Permit me to escort thee back to a sunlit afternoon,

a radiant beacon through the annals of time, five and ninety years past.

Its numeral was LXVI.

All that is of this earth meets its end. It was my concluding day on the opposite side of the world. Later that day, a locomotive would transport me to the East, to Europa, my homeland.

Once the Mass had drawn to a close, my most beloved confidant sought my company. Forever the intrepid explorer. His Kline Kar 6-55J steered us through locales filled with the most astounding characters. He had introduced me to a myriad of these. They were enigmatic entities and I deemed it a grave sin, should I ever reject the prospect of their acquaintance.

- Wilt thou accompany me to one last place, ere thou depart?

- I was under the impression that we had exhausted all sights? I have beheld this and that. This I have not seen, but it carries no interest for me.

- What of the √μ(x) = A + B * exp(Cx)?

- That I have not seen.

With utmost disdain, he resolved the matter for me.

- 'Tis decided. We journey hence. Be prepared in an hour and do not tardy. In ordinary circumstances, they permit outsiders on specified days and times, but in the course of the Congress, an exception shall be made for us.

Reluctantly, I found myself compelled to agree given such a decisive stance. Indeed, an hour hence, the "Kar" stood poised before the dwelling. We embarked.

[lariael]

Peace be with you.

I'm the rightful King,

Of the seven churches.

So devine.

I don't want to be just King.

Not a King.

A Lēr'Æl.

I am the essence of the great light,

And I carry your Sun inside me.

What have you done?

You stand in the presence of the Storm One.

I am the ladder of His stone horn.

Of house Lē'aræan.

Of the blood of old lær'a,

I AM Seitan's brethren,

I'll take what is mine!

With fire and blood!

I will take it!

Forever may I reign!

I AM a Lēr'Æl of the dammed.

Rightful heir to the cold ice throne.

Rightful King of the East,

And the first men.

Protector of the seven churches.

King of the fire.

Lēr'Æl of vast plain sees.

The unburned.

The breaker of chains.

Forever may I reign.

Io esœ estan i.

Io kâdariko jestaê.

Io seito seis se Seitan estan i.

Io Lēr'Æl!

[lariael]

Peace be with you,

An animal cought in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape,

So devine,

What will you do?

What were they shouting?

Lisan Lēr'Æl,

It's their name for Messiah.

Yet our times are measured in centuries,

We have other prospects,

If I fail my promise,

What will it mean?

Peace be with you,

That we could be the one?

So devine,

People speak of Lēr'Æl,

A voice from outer space which will lead them to paradise,

All part of a plan,

You're scared I can see it,

Fear no more,

Winter's misery,

Of the coming one.

Tell me, please, what do you fear?

It's coming.

I see a holy war spreading across the universe like an uncleanchable fire.

Gloria Regali!

A warrior religion that waves the Aether banner in my father's name.

Forever may I reign.

Fanatical legions worshiping at the shrine of my father's scull.

A WAR IN MY NAME!

They see you, they see the signs.

Forever may I reign.

They see what they've been told to see.

If you had been unable to control your impulses,

Like an animal,

We could not have let you live.

You've inherited too much power.

I'm a lost boy hiding in the ground.

What if I'm not the future of AE-THE-RU,

AE-TA-RED-IS-M-3,

Gloria Regali!

Atreu must die.

But what if I'm not dead?

My road leads into the desert,

I can see it.

[lariael]

Today I'm reborn,

Few hours till dawn,

Another year's passed,

It's circular cast.

Look at horizon,

Wait for the crow,

See me now rising,

From morning,

Till dawn.

Let me through windows,

Through your glorious eyes,

Let me through glasses,

Of world that's now,

Passed.

Starting new era,

Of gods from our past,

I'm calling my fellows,

From Ae-The-Ru's

Chasms.

[lariael]

New Éons' rising.

It'll be surprising.

In a most familiar way.

I am neither friend,

Or Faye.

I am to bring,

Happiness

To this dreadful

Game of chess.

So that we can,

Love

Eachother,

Like we did,

When we'd still

Bother.

I am endless,

In your time.

I am broad

I am devine.

I will give you food and shelter,

My compassion

NOT diverted

By those

Who

Showed

You

Their

Hatred.

Live.

[lariael]

Birds singing in the middle of a pitch black night hit differently. It's so primal. Just some stars and those birds, man. I wish I was at liberty to enjoy it without fear.

I went on a walk around my neighbourhood or at least what I call a neighbourhood, since it's surrounded by woods.

I was just walking back home when the creepiest man approached me. Imagine it, middle of the night, barely few streetlights shining above me and him hanging to his bicycle which it has tons of random items hung up on its frame and its steering wheel.

He was looking like this freaking clown from AHS.

I'm never, ever, stepping foot outside of my apartment after dark again. At least not alone.

(He didn't do anything to me, but he didn't feel very human, I don't know how to describe it)

[lariael]

Once again I shiver,

What will I deliver?

My god's forsaken heart,

Is going out of chart.

Six days I've got left,

Before my master theft,

I swear it's not delirious,

And being rather serious,

I'm telling you to

RUN.

RUN.

RUN.

[lariael]

"Return, O heart, to purity's embrace,

Where innocence and wonder interlace.

A vessel cleansed, now ready to enfold,

The essence ever true, a story told.

No more the stains that time once bore,

The marks of sorrow, now no more.

A chalice gleaming, crystal-clear and bright,

To hold the nectar, free from sorrow's plight.

In whispered words, the sacred rite begins,

A holy bond where truth ascends and wins.

The heart reborn, its rhythm now restored,

In sync with life's own beat, a timeless chord.

In every breath, a cosmic dance,

With open heart, embrace the trance.

The primal pulse of life and death,

In harmony, with every breath.

A temple cleansed, with walls of flame,

Of love and will, unbound by name.

Where stars align and serpents rise,

To guide the seeker to the skies.

Return, O heart, to that first light,

Where shadows merge with boundless sight,

In unity with all that's been,

Forever now, I'll live in Sin."

~Killian Ilya Al Azif (@killianatomov)

[lariael]

"In shadows deep, where whispers creep,

A warrior's soul, a secret keep,

With faith unwavering, spirit strong,

He ventures forth where night belongs.

Eyes aflame with sacred light,

In realms unseen, he takes his flight,

A serpent's hiss, a raven's call,

To hidden truths, surrender all.

A moonlit path, in darkness laid,

He chants the words that mustn't fade,

A mystic bond with shadows cast,

He treads the line of first and last.

Through whispers soft and eerie songs,

The language of celestial throngs,

He conjures power, ancient, dire,

With knowledge gleaned from midnight's choir.

In hallowed halls, where silence reigns,

The warrior's heart the truth sustains,

His name unsaid, yet known by few,

He walks between the dark and true.

I whisper softly to the night,

The warrior fades from mortal sight,

In twilight realms, forever dwell,

His name unsung, a secret spell."

~Killian Ilya Al Azif (@killianatomov)

[lariael]

"In nature's course, a verse I write,

Of what's okay, I won't recite,

For that depends on you alone,

Attraction's force is again known.

Like seizing lightning in your grasp,

Container or yourself, you clasp,

It may erupt or be confined,

The choice is yours, the risk assigned.

Seeing our faces in strangers' eyes,

A human spectrum, it implies,

Connections made, a part of me,

A holographic bond, the key.

Not illusion, but occlusion's dance,

We may project, but not by chance,

You think, for it exists before,

To some extent, a truth to explore.

When you see me in another's presence,

Occlusion bends the space, the essence,

I'm all around, yet they assume,

Imitating traits, a false costume.

Like shapeshifters, they create confusion,

False centers, a mere illusion,

But to you, they could be real, it seems,

I'd rather be all, than another else's dream."

~Killian Malachi Atomov (@killianatomov)

[lariael]

"In ceaseless chaos, I entwine,

Now here, now there, in struggle confined.

My heart's own flame doth flicker and wane,

Seek me, redeem me, free me from pain.

In twilight's grip, I yearn for the sun,

A spark of divinity, the Chosen One.

Unbind my spirit, let it take flight,

Lead me from darkness, into the light."

~Killian Malachi Atomov (@killianatomov)

[lariael]

Someone actually played The Lonely Shepherd outside my window at 5 AM. I felt like I was literally waking up to the end of it all.

[lariael]

"Upon the wings of air, I sail and climb,

Implore the enigma, the truth confined,

O'er your realm, adieu, a lingering sigh.

Our encounters missed, fated to pass by,

Yet, innate prowess, in me, it thrives,

Capturing love, as though heaven-derived.

Reborn or disguised, this question remains,

Was it a whisper, urging "embrace"?

No deceptive threads, spun by those who guide,

"Create," they entreat, "Let your dreams ignite."

With fervor, I pledge, to the heavens I'll rise,

Embody, possess, your ethereal guise."

~Killian Malachi Atomov (@killianatomov)