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The nameless menace. No one knows from whence it comes. Death is what always leaves behind. Hundreds of worlds had the dreadful pleasure of meeting the most devious and powerful restless Elder Spirit, tormented by the downfall of the Empyreal Hegemony and bold enough to scorn the ascension unto heaven to partake of the everlasting life along with its defeated brethren, adamantly decided to stay to change the darkling tides at any cost and sacrifice either personal or universal.

For few words ever shared with the sacred priests, who in faithless times, still prayed to the Elder Travellers as if they were alive, many believed that the Eldritch Eidolon once was one of the brightest Empyreals ever born, who defied and conquered the death to return as an exanimate enshadowed spectre of by-gone ages to the Ephemeral Sphere, dreaming of restore the old ways by preserving the forsaken shining citadels for the mere force of its towering frightening presence.

How was it possible to vanquising a supernal being that could travel by itself anywhere at will and had the power of the black stars within it? New occult cults worship it as a new God among the ashes of the old world, swearing that it has a plan to rekindle the legendary eternal flame and that it has already rescued from the dooming oblivion of the outer galactic rim a mythical Empyreal Dreadnought steered by Ancient AIs with thousands of Undying Android on board, at unawares that perhaps they forgot the crucial question. How is it that the Eldritch Eidolon knew where the ship's hideout was, and the sentient machines recognized it despite countless lifetimes of exile and dreamless stasis.

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The nameless menace. No one knows from whence it comes. Death is what always leaves behind. Hundreds of worlds had the dreadful pleasure of meeting the most devious and powerful restless Elder Spirit, tormented by the downfall of the Empyreal Hegemony and bold enough to scorn the ascension unto heaven to partake of the everlasting life along with its defeated brethren, adamantly decided to stay to change the darkling tides at any cost and sacrifice either personal or universal.

For few words ever shared with the sacred priests, who in faithless times, still prayed to the Elder Travellers as if they were alive, many believed that the Eldritch Eidolon once was one of the brightest Empyreals ever born, who defied and conquered the death to return as an exanimate enshadowed spectre of by-gone ages to the Ephemeral Sphere, dreaming of restore the old ways by preserving the forsaken shining citadels for the mere force of its towering frightening presence.

How was it possible to vanquising a supernal being that could travel by itself anywhere at will and had the power of the black stars within it? New occult cults worship it as a new God among the ashes of the old world, swearing that it has a plan to rekindle the legendary eternal flame and that it has already rescued from the dooming oblivion of the outer galactic rim a mythical Empyreal Dreadnought steered by Ancient AIs with thousands of Undying Android on board, at unawares that perhaps they forgot the crucial question. How is it that the Eldritch Eidolon knew where the ship's hideout was, and the sentient machines recognized it despite countless lifetimes of exile and dreamless stasis.