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Hear me, Young and Elderly! Lend me not your ears, but your hearts!
I am Albus, once, one of the Sunmane.
I hear you speaking of Tyr? You speak of his law, his order, his measured justice? I served it! I believed in the scales, in the letter of the law, in the prison cell and the measured light. I was an apologet of that ideal, and it was my pride… and my folly.
For my patron, Viryn, was a Solar of Tyr, a being of pure law and light. And by his design, and his power, I was tasked with the containment of the Unspoken - a devil philosopher of the Hells who taught that all existence was a flaw to be corrected. I captured him. By the law, I could not execute him without a conclave of celestials. So I built for him a prison of light and reason, a labyrinth of virtuous thoughts where his nihilism would be slowly untangled.
This my half-measure. This was Tyr's law.
For a decade, he sat in his gilded cage. And for a decade, he hasn't tried to force himself out. He listened. He learned the architecture of virtue. He mapped the pathways of celestial reason. And he found the flaw in the design.
He did not break out. He did not need to. He simply whispered a single, perfect syllogism of nothingness into the heart of the prison's magic. And the light… agreed with him.
The labyrinth of virtue unraveled. The prison inverted on itself. It became a font of anti-life, a silent, spreading wave that did not destroy cities, but concepts. It erased memories, love, and hope from the land, leaving not ash, but a terrifying, peaceful blankness. Thousands did not die. They simply… ceased to be. As if they never were. Noone remembers them, but me.
Viryn, bound to the prison by its celestial law, felt its perversion. The corruption did not destroy him - it unmade him. I felt his glorious light not extinguish, but be logically argued into a state of non-existence across the planes. The greatest sin I ever witnessed was not one of rage, but of perfect, patient reason applied to an evil purpose.
In that moment of absolute silence, I roared. I did not pray. I made a vow. I would take up the mantle Viryn was betrayed by. Not the law. Not the measured response.
But the Final Edict.
Viryn’s last spark, the ember of his purpose that escaped the unraveling, now burns within me. It is meager, merely a ghost of his past Radiance, but I shall stock these flames. For he is a ghost of wrath, a constant, burning reminder that the darkness cannot be contained, cannot be reasoned with. It can only be annihilated.
So I come to you now with a simple truth. There is no court for the corrupt. There is no prison for the Evil. There is only the purging flame.
I will scour the shadow from the child’s heart before it can ever become a man’s malice. There is no crime too small, no sin too insignificant, for it is the tiny cracks that let in the flood.
Do not speak to me of mercy. Mercy is vanity. Do not speak to me of law. Law is the cage that evil learned to pick.
There is only the Radiance and the Void. The Yes and the No.
Stand in the light, and be part of the cleansing.
Or stand aside, and be part of the silence.
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