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And so Arascus, God of Pride, waited. He waited for his defeat as the forces of Heaven & Hell combined descended upon him. He waited as they tried to kill him. He waited as they locked him away. He waited for a thousand years in that dark prison.

Great primordial sin

Some people clamour for glory. They crave prestige. Power is their drug of choice.

It was foisted upon me. I was made figurehead symbolically, Irinika was the deadliest of Arascus' adopted Goddesses so naturally Light should be chosen to counter Darkness. Light is malleable, it could be interpreted in whatever fashion one wished unlike Maisara's Order or Fortia's Peace.

Now the Pantheon rests on my shoulders alone.

Excerpt from Allasaria's Diary.

Chapter 50