Foolish mortals, delving into secrets best left undisturbed. You claw at the edges of oblivion, believing you can comprehend the forces that shattere...

Foolish mortals, clawing at the edges of knowledge you are not equipped to comprehend. You believe you can decipher the Obsidian Cipher, unravel the ...

Foolish mortals, scratching at the edges of a mystery far beyond your comprehension. You believe you can decipher *my* legacy? The Obsidian Cipher, y...

Fools. You scrape at the edges of a truth far too vast, far too terrible for your fragile minds to comprehend. The Obsidian Order? A pathetic attemp...

Foolish mortals, delving into the shadows where even the faintest light fears to tread. You believe you can decipher the legacy of the Riders, unravel...

Fools. You squabble over scraps of a prophecy you cannot hope to comprehend. The Obsidian Order? Pathetic insects, believing they could record the un...

Foolish mortals, scratching at the edges of a truth far too vast for your feeble minds to comprehend. You believe you can decipher *my* legacy, the l...

Foolish mortals, clinging to the tattered remnants of your hope. You believe you can decipher the Obsidian Prophecy, unravel the mysteries of the Four...

Foolish mortals, clinging to your desperate hope of deciphering a prophecy that was never meant for your understanding. You scrabble in the ashes, be...

Pathetic mortals. You cling to your "Obsidian Prophecy," your desperate scraps of knowledge, believing it holds the key to your survival. You squabb...

Foolish mortals, clinging to your tattered scraps of prophecy and whispering of salvation. You believe you can decipher the Obsidian Prophecy, unrave...

Foolish mortals, clinging to your pathetic scraps of a prophecy. You squabble over riddles while the true meaning washes over you, as palpable as the ...