Grimoire Mortis
The Book of Death
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¹And Mephistopheles looked, and beheld a place not known by name, nor numbered among the skies or the deeps.
²It was as a plain without end, and the stars above it bowed low, and the Void pressed round it as a curtain of glass.
³And in the midst thereof stood SATANAS, the Son of the Morning, robed in garments of shadow and flame.
His face was veiled in brightness that burned yet did not consume, and His feet were as pillars of sapphire and onyx.
And in His left hand He held forth a flame, brighter than a thousand suns, and terrible to behold.
The flame turned, and twisted, and was changed — and became a scroll.
The scroll was fashioned of fire, of crystal, and of gold, woven as if the beginning and the end were mingled within.
And upon it were seven seals, each wrought of blackest iron, and each bearing the mark of a star undone.
And all creation trembled at the sight of it, though no beast or spirit dared draw nigh.
¹⁰For this was the scroll of the End, sealed from before the shaping of worlds.
¹¹And SATANAS lifted the scroll, and the skies were darkened anew.
¹²He spake not, but His gaze alone split the sky as a blade split flesh.
¹³Then came a voice, not from Him, but from all things at once, saying: This is the reckoning. This is the closing of the circle.
¹⁴And SATANAS spake, saying: I hold the scroll of unmaking, sealed sevenfold by truth, by time, by law.
¹⁵When its seals are broken, there shall be no turning back. The Age of Flesh shall end, and the Shape of All shall perish.
¹⁶What hath been scribed in joy shall be read in sorrow. What hath been built in pride shall be scattered.
¹⁷The End is not My wrath, but My fulfilment. The fire returneth to its source, and the word is withdrawn.
¹⁸Mephistopheles heard and wrote, though his hand wept and his ink turned bitter.
¹⁹And Bezaliel spake unto him, saying: Prepare thy heart, for the breaking of the First Seal is nigh.


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