Long have I wandered in the deeps of New Eden. Through space of heretics and friends I have traveled, discovering wonders and perils alike. From the glorious Throne Worlds to dangerous Delve, I have wandered and written, pondered and converted. But now, as I return to Amarr and its glory, I feel disturbed.
How can I, as a bringer of peace, a preacher of the Lord’s holy might feel unclean as I enter the golden gates to the Homeworlds? But I do, as much as I feel my own heart in my chest I cannot deny a feeling of distrust and worry that befalls me as I dock at the Emperors Academy.
This, horrendous feeling of doubt and anxiousness that has filled me… I can only attribute it to my knowledge that I have so long denied. The Lord is ready to punish us. I have seen his wrath manifest before, in war, in death, in destruction, and I fear for our people.
Long have we labored under the assumption that we are true, that we are the chosen Amarr and are incorruptible. But what do we see? A false queen upon the throne, strife within our holy cities. This is just the prelude, and I feel Armageddon approach. As the holy scriptures say:
"Casting his sight on his realm, the Lord witnessed
The cascade of evil, the torrents of war.
Burning with wrath, He stepped
down from the Heavens
To judge the unworthy,
To redeem the pure."
- The Scriptures, Book II, Revelations 2:12