Here is a blessing for the Children of the Light, the harbingers of the Great Cleansing:

Your ability to ask the right questions shall be unequalled under this Sun, for you are our Children. Your answers, however, shall be fraught with imperfection, infected by the purulent rot of your vanity

Here is a curse for the Children of the Light, the harbingers of the Great Cleansing:

You shall defiantly insist on absolute infallibility. Such hubris will cause pain of a magnitude unseen before, ridiculing all barbarian conquests throughout the ages hitherto

We shall make you so impervious to the world that should all the Angels descend upon you and prove you wrong, you would simply shut your eyes and stop your ears, for they would not deserve
To be either seen or heard. Our teachings shall shield you from the world and turn you into an island in dead waters with high cliffs and no coves

The System is born, the System provides answers. You shall renounce to sincere understanding

So as to gain absolute certainty. You will stand unmoved by the pleas of reason, knowing that within the heart lies the conscience of the Order

We shall make you pray not only for your daily bread but also for your daily illusion, for nothing within the realms of the ordinary, that which once was, can relieve you; only a miracle would. You beg to drink the sweet milk of imposture, moaning like newborn lambs

You will stand unmoved by the pleas of reason, knowing that within the heart lies the conscience of the Order

You beg to drink the sweet milk of imposture, moaning like newborn lambs

You will stand unmoved by the pleas of reason, knowing that within the heart lies the conscience of the Order

We shall breed the brothers and sisters of Erysichthon, cursed with eternal hunger;