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Part 01 of the first chapter of the first volume of the TRONDHEIM SAGEN “Earth Shattering”.

Wearing the black fist of Sepulcher of the Gods is an honor! It cannot be worn superficially, it must not be muddied with reprobate acts, nor should one feel protected behind its undoubted value! Whoever boasts this banner must be worthy of it!

Filthy scum! You are sordid adepts of the Malevolent God clinging to the plagues of society. Grease with vainglory and pontificate, as you were the holders of absolute wisdom. Miserable! Cockroaches! You are King of your throne of garbage and you feed on the lies that you throw up on your plate, you pay for having issued harsh sentences for the mere pleasure of feeling great.

You are stones in the bed of a dry river: you have the number on your side and for this reason you think you are the masters of the riverbed. But what will you do when the flood hits? The moment the plants are uprooted, you will be wiped out and scattered by the enemy force!

Tell me, do you know everything? I really don’t think there can be such knowledge! So why groping in the blind delusion of having any answer? If you do not check the doubts, you will not be able to excel and maybe the enemy General will outclass you in wisdom, studying tactics, which you will not be able to oppose out of ignorance!

War, destruction, famine, all kinds of afflictions you have inflicted on creation. You are rats, infectors of wickedness, mendacious cancers clinging to futile values. You, deformed children of false Gods, follow the reverberation of money and looking for that you have invaded the lands of the North, yet among the eternal ice you will lie without prayers!