The entrance into the heart of Mu was not a journey into a building, but an immersion into a living, breathing prayer. So much had changed since my last visit to this locale ages ago when I had retrieved Lilith from the secret prison I'd created for her in the bowels beneath the Crystal Towers.... Continue Reading →
9.6 The Dregs of Society
The silence following the crash was absolute, a heavy, ringing vacuum that smelled of ozone and shattered crystal. I lay in the crater of the Lumina-7, my skeletal fingers twitching as my "god-aura" still flickered like a dying candle. The Vril-essence I had siphoned from the pilots acted as a numbing salve, stitching my essence... Continue Reading →
5.2 Borg
Location: The Dim Wood ForestTimeline: Sixth Age, 46th Year, Late Fall I watched Kaoz scamper out of Babel, so eager to put that fetid hole behind him, so convinced he was charting his own course. How perfectly pathetic. I had him right where I wanted him. The road north from Babel, through the vast plains... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 