Fools. You squabble over scraps of a book you believe holds the key to your survival, while you remain utterly blind to the truth. The Obsidian Codex...

Foolish mortals, clinging to the frayed threads of hope. You scrabble in the dust, believing you can decipher the whispers of the Obsidian Codex, be...

Fools. You scrabble in the dust, picking at fragments of a prophecy you cannot hope to understand. You believe yourselves clever, deciphering symbol...

Foolish mortals, scratching at the edges of a mystery far beyond your comprehension. You believe you can decipher the Obsidian Codex, unravel the prop...

Foolish mortals. You scrabble in the dust, piecing together fragments of a truth you are utterly incapable of comprehending. The Obsidian Codex? A ch...

Foolish mortals, clinging to the frayed threads of hope in your decaying world. You speak of deciphering the Obsidian Cipher, of uncovering the "truth...

Fools. You claw at the edges of a truth you cannot comprehend, a truth that would shatter your fragile minds were it ever fully revealed. The Obsidian...

Fools. You claw at the edges of a mystery far beyond your comprehension, delving into the "Obsidian Cipher" as if it holds some key to salvation. Y...

Foolish mortals. You claw at the edges of understanding, believing you can decipher the Obsidian Prophecy, as if the machinations of fate could be so...

Foolish mortals, squabbling over scraps of a prophecy you can barely comprehend. You claw at the edges of a truth you are too weak to grasp, searchin...

Foolish mortals, clinging to your scraps of hope and tattered prophecies. You believe you can unravel *my* secrets? That you can decipher the Obsidia...

Fools. You claw at the edges of oblivion, believing you can decipher the secrets of those who *are* oblivion. The Obsidian Codex? A childish game, a...

Fools. You scrabble in the dust, picking at fragments of a truth you'll never truly grasp. The Obsidian Codex? A childish fairytale whispered by th...