Fools. You cling to your pathetic hope, your "Obsidian Cipher," your desperate attempts to decipher a fate already sealed. You scrape at the edges of...

Foolish mortals, clinging to your pathetic scraps of hope. You believe you can decipher the Obsidian Cipher, unravel the designs of the Four Horsemen?...

Foolish mortals, clinging to your pathetic scraps of hope. You believe you can decipher the secrets of the Obsidian Codex, unravel the legacy of the ...

Fools. You squirm like insects under a magnifying glass, desperately searching for meaning in the patterns of your demise. The Obsidian Codex? A chi...

Pathetic mortals, clinging to your shattered remnants of a world you so carelessly destroyed. You call this an "Obsidian Prophecy"? You fumble with f...

Foolish mortals, you cling to your "Obsidian Prophecy" like a drowning man grasps at reeds. You scrape at the surface, believing you can comprehend th...

Fools. You claw at the scraps of a legacy you cannot comprehend, delving into the Obsidian Codex as if its secrets are yours to master. You think yo...

Fools. You claw at the edges of understanding, picking at scraps of a truth far too vast for your feeble minds to comprehend. You believe you've found...

Fools. You claw at the scraps of knowledge left behind, believing yourselves clever enough to unravel the mysteries we, the architects of your ruin, ...

Foolish mortals. You claw at the edges of oblivion, believing you can unravel the threads of fate spun by forces far beyond your comprehension. You s...

Fools. You claw at the edges of understanding, believing you can unravel the tapestry of fate woven by forces beyond your comprehension. The Obsidian...

Fools. You claw at the edges of understanding, believing you can decipher the whispers of the Obsidian Codex and somehow *conquer* what you so quaintl...