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What if I said that one's entire life had been decided by fate? That every single one of your actions, from the minute to the monumental, stemmed not from your own choices, but had already been decided upon? That life being a journey of limitless possibilities was but an illusion, and no matter how fiercely man struggled, he stood at the mercy of a long-established path? The wealthy shall know their riches. The needy shall starve on the streets. The wicked shall be wicked, the righteous just. The beautiful, the hideous, the strong, the frail, the fortunate, the miserable... and finally, the victors and the defeated. What if I said that all such things had been carved into stone eons ago, allowing for no divergence? If so, sinners have nothing to answer for, nor do saints have any true virtue to their name. What if I said that not a single action is carried out of one's own volition, but had been decided long ago? That we are merely adrift in the current of time? Tell me, would you feel content with such a world? A world in which power is merely given, not earned - would you accept knees bent to a throne build upon such falsities? A universe where the sinless have-nots are oppressed and downtrodden - would you allow such a world to exist?
Never, I say. Never.
Those in possession of such knowledge who can still laugh joyfully, oblivious to what it means to be truly alive, are but slaves, the lowest of the low, hardly deserving to be called human beings. Nothing dampens the spirit like the stale wine of an unearned victory. Nothing is more unbearable than bitter defeat against the chains of destiny. Should ceaselessly repeating this farce - this slander of the highest order - be the fate of mankind, then I will struggle against those chains with all my might. I shall walk this road to its utmost conclusion, and, at the distant place I can call my finale, compose an opera that belongs only to me.
And so, I require your aid, my dear ladies and gentlemen. You, the oppressed, the downtrodden, the massacred - you who where once as brethren. You where born to be defeated, to be massacred till the end of times. Should you curse that fate of yours, come and stand at my side as comrades. If a hundred battles yield no victory, fight a thousand. If a thousand battles yield no victory, fight ten thousand. Vow to struggle for an eternity, ceaselessly, till the light of victory finally shines upon you. Any that has the strength to do this shall be permitted to become a means to that end - a part of the "sorcery". All in order to claim eternal victory. The Mane of the Beast, each an every strand of it, shall be from your flesh and blood. You are blessed to be as such. Although I, you, and he as well... are still bound by that miserable cycle at this moment... let us believe that the decision we are about to make truly holds a meaning... That one day, we can break free from this perpetually repeating cycle.
My dear ladies and gentlemen. Defeated souls of the present age. I await your answer:
Will you rise to battle?
Mercurius opening monologue.

Blood, blood, blood, it wants blood.
Shower the guillotine with drink. May the guillotine's thirst be quenched.
What it wants is blood, blood, blood.
The Guillotine song

Incantations

Ren Fujii

The Sun, since time immemorial, his brother-stars in song had rivaled
Bolting ‘long a path predestined, with thunder echoing in his wake
And with swiftness - swiftness beyond measure - his perpetual cycle fought
His path ravaged, to ashes scorched
Unknown, peerless supremacy by heav'ns wrought
Equal in beauty to the first of your days.

Beri'ah (Creation Figment)
Eine Faust – Ouvertüre (Ephemeral Moment - Ouvertüre)note 


Vast is the sea, its waves reaching horizons far and wide;
eternal is the radiance of its azure womb.
And so let us ride this moment and dash forth, swift as light, quick as a star eternal.
Hear my plea, and grant this one wish:
the world longs for an era of peace; days that know not strife.
In a world where only peace is lord, and men join hands in liberty…
Allow me to sing but this,
Halt, O time, for thou art fair beyond measure.
I wish upon your unending star – guide me to heights unknown!

Atziluth (Emanation)
Res Novae - Also Sprach Zarathustra (A tale of transcendence to crown the new world)

Reinhard Heydrich

No mortal man under the sun , no powers that be, no chains that bind shall constrain him,
For he dwells in the nether, a soul from the grave is He.
His shackles crumble, His chains fall limp onto the ground before his will;
He, the Dweller in the grave, His cries of mingling agony and madness.
No man, no divine breath that course the veins of this universe hold the power to subdue him.
And so the Lord asked - what manner of beast are you?
Your lips breathe folly; your question a sage intellect would never hatch. If you know not what I am - very well, I shall answer.
Know my name, for it is legion.

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Gladsheim – Gullinkambi fünftes Weltall (Apotheosis – The Fifth Universe of Gold) note 


Day of wrath and doom Impending,
David's words with Sibyl's blending, Heaven and Earth in ashes ending.
Oh what fear man's bosom rendeth, when from heaven the Judge descendeth,
on whose sentence all dependeth.
Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, through earth's sepulchers it ringeth,
All before the Throne in bringeth.
From the dust of earth returning: man for judgement must prepare him.
Spare O God, in mercy spare him.
Lord all-pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen

Atziluth (Emanation)
Du-Sollst - Dies Irae (Pour forth from the chaos - Day of Wrath) note 

Tubal Cain

Flood, burial, sabotage. Fields tainted, Crops ravaged, usurped. Animals skinned, abused
Myriads of Sins. Evil without end. Blood spilled, Life robbed. Many are sins of the land.
The sin of lying with one’s own kin. The sin of violating child and birth-mother alike.
The sin of defiling the beasts of the land. Calamity wrought by insects crawling upon the ground.
Calamity wrought by birds of prey soaring through the clouds. The sin of poison wicked and vile.
The sins of earth and heaven alike writhe and slither in my festering shell, pregnant with all that is evil, all that is wretched, all that haunts the dark of night.

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Kakusasurahiushinahite, tsumi to ifutsumihaaraji (May Sasurahime carry all such taint, shoulder all such malice, liberating me from woe and misery) note 


And so fierce was the sundering echo of lamentation, at the greenest of mountains withered pale in their earthy roots as azure seas and bountiful to famine’s jaws succumbed.
And thus the wicked gods sprang forth into the realm, their cry like a sarm of insects reverberating into the cosmos, numbering in the myriads; bringing woe in all they touched.

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Kamuyara hiniyaritamahiki (Begone, exile, for the realm of the gods welcomes you no longer) note 

Valeria Trifa

Ah, my beloved dearest swan!
Behold this horn, this sword, this ring, and bestow upon him all three
For the horn shall aid him in his time of need,
and the sword shall deliver unto him victory most fortuitous
But this ring shall serve to remind him of me,
so Gottfried himself may know the name of he who freed you from torment and disgrace!

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Vanaheim - Goldene Schwan Lohengrin (To the realm of God – Soar free, Swan knight of gold!) note 

Wilhelm Ehrenburg

Where did I taste of old such rapture celestial?
All thy soul, All thy heart - their perfections who can measure?
I had been but a child before I knew you.
But who am I? What fate brings her to me?
What fate brings me to you?
Should I be unworthy to live as a knight, may death claim me here and now!
For there is no abyss deep enough
to rob me of this blissful memory.
Wither to ashes, O my love.
May the world behold your remains
What has come o'er me, what has come to pass?
I fain would ask her: oh, why trembles all my soul? Has bitter wrong, a sinful deed been done?
I gaze and see but you, feel but you
For only I know you, who perished by my love.
Wither to ashes, O my love.

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Der Rosenkavalier Schwarzwald (The Rose-Bearer in the Forest of Death) note 

Kei Sakurai

The goddess Izanami, her light forever extinguished
Sleeps her final rest beneath Mt. Hiba amidst Izumo and Hoki, neighbor-lands standing vigil
On It’s burial grounds Lord Izanagi stood,
His ten-grasp steel drawn
As Kagutsuchi’s head fell to dist beneath the kinslayer’s blade

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Man sollte nach den Gesetzen der Götter leben (And so the word of the heavenly lord resoundeth: may their bones be incinerated by my scorching flames) note 

Beatrice Kircheisen

Forgive me, for I have sinned
Borne of loyalty, your will I once defied
Forgive me, for I am naught but a fool, never your equal
Let your crimson pyres have their fill
Fare thee well, my dear, bright child
I'll present you with the most fervorous of flames, no bride shall ever be your equal
For he who fears the tip of my lance, shall never pass through the river of flames!

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Donner Totentanz, Walküre (On lightning I dance, For I am Valkyrie!)note 

Himuro Rea

Rise again, yes, rise again
Will you my dust, after a brief rest!
Immortal life! Immortal life! Will he who called you, give you
To bloom again were you sown!
The Lord of the harvest goes
And gathers in, like sheaves, us together, who died
O believe, my heart, O believe, nothing to you is lost!
Yours, yes, yours is what you desired!
Yours, what you have loved, what you have fought for!
O believe, you were not born from nothing!
Have not for nothing, liked, suffered!
What was created must perish,
What perished, rise again
Cease from trembling!
Prepare yourself to live!
O Pain, you piercer of all things, from you I have wrested!
O Death, you conqueror of all things.
Now, are you conquered!

Atziluth (Emanation)
Heilige Arche - Goldene Eihwaz "Swastika" (Ark of the covenant - Conjuration of immortality "Sacrificial Altar") note 

Machina

Death!, O glorious, final Death! Savior of man!
My heart, drowned in venom, ravaged by time, may beat its last within your embrace
May spear’s wound, may venom’s bane, all perish at your coming
Aye, behold This festering void gnawing at my soul;
This life-blood, its crimson pearls feeding the earth, this malice, ever coursing my veins - behold!
Clasp your blade, draw your steel!
And plunge deep, deep till the hilt!
Hark, brave knights, and know this:
As the sinner finds his last refuge, his anguish done
So shall divine light be shower’d from the heavens above

Beri'ah (Creation Figment)
Miðgarð Völsunga Saga (End of the Mortal Realm) note 

Rusalka Schwägelin

Within the darkness of night, a sleepless night.
I part with the water’s womb in jubilance…
…as my head leaves it’s clear cradle,
sending joyful ripples along the surface.
The crisp air trembled as we played,
exchanging cries loud and high;
my hair, crisp and green, danced in the air.
And so we danced on, my hair drying in the cool air.

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Csejte Ungarn Nachtzehrer (The voracious shades from the castle of torture.) note 

Eleonore Von Wittenburg

No man more honest ever took an oath;
None more true made treaty;
None was more pure in love:
And yet none so betrayed all oaths.
All treaties, his truest love!
Answer me, o mortal man: can you understand why?
The fire raging in my breast shall melt all taint, all impurity to oblivion!
Let yourself be purified, your taint washed, melted clear away; your soul thus released, exalted
Till naught is left but radiant gold, Its luster pure.
Aye, the twilight of the gods is upon us.
And so shall I be reborn as the fire that cleanses our sacred halls of Valhalla!

Beri'ah (Creation Figment)
Muspellsheim Lævateinn (Harrowing Sword of Inferno) note 

Lisa Brenner

So that the heavens move and spirits and bodies stir themselves.
God himself has leaned down to you and calls to you through countless messengers.
Rise up, come to My feast of love.


I have kissed thy mouth, my beloved,
I have kissed thy mouth.
There was a bitter taste on thy lips.
Was it the taste of blood?
But perchance it is the taste of love.
Ah, Jochanaan, Jochanaan, thou wert beautiful
.

Wolfgang Schreiber

Farewell, brave realm of splendor: farewell, Valhalla!
Let your proud castles, towering bastions all crumble to ruin!
Farewell, resplendent pomp of the gods - farewell!
May you find rapture in your end. O race of Immortals!

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Niflheim Fenriswolf (The All-devouring Beast of the Abyss!) note 


Ah, I plead with you, O reaper of souls, leave me be!
Go far and touch me not , for I’m still young and warm with life’s breath!
Fear me not, and take my hand, fair and beautiful one!
I am your friend and came with no intention to harm you.
Ah, there is no need to be afraid and startled, for no one shall hurt you.
May you rest in my embrace, O beloved one, and enjoy everlasting repose!

Beri’ah (Creation Figment)
Niflheim Fenriswolf (The All-devouring Beast of the Abyss!)note 

Mercurius

'Tis a truth like no other, one that stands above all else, banishing all remnants of doubt.
For they who stand at the top differ in no way from those at the bottom;
And indeed, those that dwell below are much like they who soar above.
In the end, they all exist for but a single purpose: to erect the foundation of a miracle.


Et arma et verba vulnerant Et arma.
Fortuna amicos conciliat inopia amicos probat Exempla.
Levis est fortuna id cito reposcit quod dedit ashnaal.
Non solum fortuna ipsa est caeca sed etiam eos caecos facit quos semper adiuvat.
Misce stultitiam consiliis brevem dulce est desipere in loco.
Ede bibe lude post mortem nulla voluptas.

Atziluth (Emanation)
Vive Memor Mortis - Acta est Fabula (Live reminding of death - The play is over)

Claudia Jerusalem

In principio creavit Deus caelum et terram.
Beri'ah (Creation Figment)
Date et dabitur vobis (Give and You Shall Receive)

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