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First there was darkness. Then the sky fell and the earth grew heavy, soaked with the blood of Man. Thus was written in the Scolls of Nephtar, and so it came to pass.
It came to our world, the world of Lindorf, a trail of suffering across the universe strewn in tow. Worlds lay smitten, enslaved by the massive army, the pain of all. It came to our world. The sun grew dim, eclipsed by the dark smoke of villages ablaze, the flesh of man, woman, and child. It came to our world. Soil became baren and brought forth no grain. It came to our world. It bore the Amulet of Xanenrod.
The Underlings were upon us.
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