"Victor Antonius: Champion of the Old Night, Founder of the Blue Rose and Visionary of the Unbroken Circle."
"A Master of Necromancy... A Student of Forbidden Knowledge... A Monster..."
"But no man can escape his fate. No man can escape his past. For your crimes, you shall be destroyed..."
"Though death may find me in battle... You will never truly destroy me, for my life ended long ago..."
"Viiiictor! Your home, Viiictor! Your home..."
"You have served us well, Viiictor... Do you still wish that which you so coveted? What knowledge do you wish to possess?"
"Tell me... Everything. I wish to know all. To be all."
"You shall receive knowledge about everything... The realm, the universe... Everything... Be careful what you wish for...."
"Screamingly sentient, dumbly delirious, only the gods that were can tell. A sickened sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and
whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds with sores that were cities, charnel winds that brush the pallid
stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things: half-seen columns of unsanctified temples that rest on
nameless rocks beneath space and spheres of light and darkness. And through this revolting graveyard of the universe, the muffled, maddening
beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time."
~H.P. Lovecraft.
