As I read this cryptic script scrawled across these decaying corridors
My brother's gaze falls upon primordial lore
Reality sinks in
I realize the choice was never mine to begin with
I seek the mask
I seek the ability to heal these wounds
I must see her face again
I must guide her through the veil
Was this all for nothing?
Was everything I ever believed a f*cking lie?
My brother, my friend
The unknowable, the Mother of Fear
The Vestral plagues our minds
Was this all for nothing?
Was everything I ever believed a f*cking lie?
With newfound resolve, with the stars at their Zenith
I won't be left here to rot
The Untried, The Unyielding
Torn apart by differing idealogies
Our Matriarch, still cling to the fabric of the physical
Bereft of relief
Unable to obtain Ethereal Release
I will never stop hunting you