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Sagoth Bal The Chthonic Chronicles

[Ruminations from the Six Pyramids of Cydonia:] This red charnel pit of primal horror, howling black ecstasies to the void. Ancient and divine, older

and the might of the cosmic codex? Know you of the rise and fall of glorious Atlantis? Know you the blasphemies contained within the Chthonic Chronicles

[Tribal creation myth and folklore from the Northern Hemisphere, dating from 650 B.T.C. (Before the Third Cataclysm), Antediluvian Calendar:] Hearken

[From a fragmentary transcription of the sixth Latin edition of the Chthonic Chronicles, believed lost during the great fire of London in 1666:] "O',

unnerves me... there is something strangely unnatural about him, something... sinister. Feh! What are those scrolls supposed to be called again? Ah yes, The Chthonic Chronicles

Sinistrous legendary fulgurates from me. My name is a word of power on the lips of my followers. You can't escape me. I'm inside your mind. Beware the