For the empire of the Ages, we seek the light that lives in the
darkness. True understanding only comes from the light that is hidden in the
darkness. We will fight you in the streets, we will fight you on the rooftops,
and we will fight you in the depths of Hell. There is nowhere that you can hide
and we will not find you. We are the inheritors of the all-seeing eye. You
cannot escape us. Never surrender!
Expect no mercy!
They stepped up to the door and knocked one by one. Each member
of the Freebase Badminton Society reciting a prayer, a mantra, a magical
incantation that would allow them entry into the chamber. Why they wanted to
enter, I didn’t know. But, they did, and they preceded one after another
saying:
Gentleman Usher, to whom were given the
keys to the abysmal plane, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, so ardent for the
glory of the great master, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, whose heart was
pierced by one look from King Therion, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, who ceased not to
grieve for having denied the Great Master, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, whose cheeks were
furrowed by a stream of tears, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, who cried out, Great
Master, thou knowest that I love thee, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, bound in chains for
the Great Master, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, delivered from prison
by Prince Nergal, pray for us.
Gentleman Usher, who rejoiced to suffer
for the Freebase Badminton Society, pray for us.
These were the lowliest members of the Freemason Badminton
Society. Their prayer to the Gentleman Usher had to be perfect. If they
stumbled in any way, they were told to piss off and they were not allowed
inside the chamber. They were sent home to practice.
“I am pure of heart and desire to wear the noble amour of
obedience. I will defend all that is
holy from the corruption of evil. We thank you Chronozon, we thank you in
silence. I touch my heart and praise the Great Master, Therion the King, the
slayer of the Society’s enemies. His racket is mighty and the birdie shivers in
fear."
The member of the Freebase Badminton Society practices the
arts of death because he wants to be a good assassin in service to the chamber
of the abysmal plane. He is a foot soldier for the abysmal plane. He is
obedient unto death if necessary. He loves the Great Master and shows his love
by killing the worshipers of the great lie. The worshipers of the great lie are
the enemies of the Freebase Badminton Society. The great lie is that god came
to earth to die for the sins of the world.
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