
by A.G.M.
The Order, which bears no name lest any tongue should ever distort its true essence, protects the inhabitants of most known worlds from the Abyss, its Creatures, and its Demons. Its warriors are the first to charge into the hordes of the Creatures and take upon themselves blows capable of devouring entire worlds. To become one of us, firm intentions are not enough. The Order takes children and spends years breaking their wills and bodies, burning out weakness, fear, and cowardice, forging them into weapons capable of stopping the Abyss itself. Every one of us must answer a single question: What are you willing to sacrifice?And if your soul proves strong enough, your will unbreakable, if your body does not betray you and fear does not turn you from the path, the reward will be an eternal war at the side of those who have walked the same road. When you don your armor, remember why you go into battle. When you look the Abyss in the face, remember what is at stake. Fight with all your strength. For there is no death more terrible than death in the Abyss. A light death, brothers.
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