Endless chaos shines in the stars, and ancient times annihilate the years. The remains of the law are filled with nonsense, and the ruins are filled with madness. Above the endless nothingness are the eyes of the gods: in the daytime, the servants of the gods drive chariots, and under the canopy is the light of the eternal sun. In the dark night, the goddess covers the sky, and behind the curtain are the images of bloody beings. Spirit gives people fantasy, destiny gives people hope, war harvests lives, death embraces death, the abyss spreads evil, judgment brings destination, order draws the law, and chaos breaks illusion.
Time runs through the years, and space gives birth to life: the vampires praise the moon, and the werewolves denounce the sun. The angel swung the butcher's knife - the wizard poured out the last potion, the alchemist opened the ancient scrolls of the golden age, and the prophet worried about tomorrow. The rainbow streaks across the sky, ruins reappear in the world, the evil god stretches out its tentacles, who is he talking to in the first place? The card embodies the law, whose body is cut open?
Your will is my will, and I pray to you: Above the endless chaos, I hold the staff of order, the principle of the void, the eye of destiny, the carrier of the power of creation, the guide of endless souls, the god of spirits, and the lord of ruins!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
