The air atop Nektar’s Cauldron was thin and biting, a cold that didn't just touch the skin but sought to settle in the marrow. It carried the sharp, familiar sting of sulfur, belched from the volcanic vents that honeycombed the peak below—a scent that, to me, was sweeter than any perfume of Inanna's Pleasure Palace.... Continue Reading →
9.10 The Archons of Mu
The Great Pyramid of Mu was in my sight and I knew Dagaal was there. I merely had a short distance to cover to reach my goal, yet before I could make my way across the Aether-Gap to the central island, my feet froze against the frosted glass of the balcony I was one. The... Continue Reading →
9.9 Frequency of Fear
Don't make the mistake of thinking I'd escaped. I'd only gained a brief respite but I was still stuck in a sensory nightmare - a shadow-god trapped in a world of high-definition light. I wasn't just an intruder; I was a walking sacrilege - but unlike you people who complain at every nuisance in your... Continue Reading →
9.8 The Spire
The crossing from the island of the Dregs to Lemuria was like a dance upon a shattered mirror. With this portion of the Mylar power grid screaming under the assault of my "overclocked" Dregs, the Light-Bridge here had vanished, leaving only the sapphire mercury sea—a vast, swirling expanse of liquid metal that reflected the chaos... Continue Reading →
9.7 The Sacrificial Lambs
I was The Dark Sun - The God - of The Dregs. And I basked in the glory of it all. These pathetic creatures showed me kindness that I had perhaps never experienced in the entire existence of my long life. True, I had been ready to snap their necks and feed upon their essence,... Continue Reading →
9.1 A Cold Wind Blows
Location: Across the flat earth from Atlantis to "Antarctica"Timeline: Sixth Age, Winter 50 to Fall 51 Imagine, if you will, the God of Death—a being who once rode the solar winds of Illyria—huddled in the lightless, stinking bilge of a Phoenician merchant cog. Because that is precisely where I found myself after the "Leviathan Incident."... Continue Reading →
The Children of Mu: Siberia’s Lost Colony of a Sunken Civilization?
By Azazel - Anthropologist of Forgotten Migrations Introduction: The Siberian Anomaly Deep in the frozen expanse of Siberia, a mystery defies conventional history: massive megalithic ruins, red-haired mummies, and indigenous legends of "giants from the warm lands" point to an impossible possibility. What if survivors of Mu (or Lemuria)—the fabled Pacific civilization said to have... Continue Reading →
The Global Pyramid Network: Evidence of a Lost Prehistoric Civilization?
Introduction: The Impossible Similarity From the deserts of Egypt to the jungles of Mesoamerica, from the plains of China to the islands of Indonesia, pyramids stand as silent sentinels of a forgotten past. These structures—often aligned with celestial precision, built with megalithic stones, and designed with uncanny geometric similarity—raise an unsettling question: How did cultures... Continue Reading →
13.1 Return to Lemuria
Part XIII: The Cradle of DespairChapter 1: Return to LemuriaTimeline AO 304 The scales of the fates always seem to balance out - whilst things were going well for Hacktor, I couldn’t say the same for me - although I hardly consider us as equals! Even still, I had to leave my pawn to fend... Continue Reading →
4.5 The Shard of Varysha
Book IV: The Curse of Y'AH-WayChapter 5: The Shard of Varysha I’m the type of guy who’s not afraid to admit when he makes mistakes. My confidence can take it. Plus I know that I can always find a way to turn that negative into a positive. With that in mind, let me tell you... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 