July 03, 2003

Worship, or Cultish Fascination

Worship, bah, I have no need of such a thing. My existence is due to my own will, not sustained by the belief of others. My continued growth and power is not bound by the number of followers I have.

I make promises to no mortal, I answer a calling which the mortal realm cannot fathom. My viewings may affect their lives profoundly and seem important to them, however, I do not dispense portents for that reason. It is who I am, I do not exist to benefit others. I merely am.

I am a soldier of Order, standing against the rising tide of the devouring wave of Chaos. I have no time to listen to pleas for trivial blessings, nor granting of clerical powers. I further my own ends, I require not mortal hands to do so.

Perchance such draw to worship is due to my Seraphic form, a symbolic relation to a heaven that shall welcome them for serving me. They listen not when I explain that I maintain no such place for souls, that there is no heaven dedicated to those that follow me. There is a greater order involved in the afterlife, one that doesn't involve me. I am the carrion eater, not the shepherd of souls. They follow blindly without listening... were I dedicated to darker designs, such faults could be capitalized upon, but that is not my way.

I see what is, what has been, what shall be. Destiny and design are my forte, not comforting the shades of life lost.

Posted by Navarre at July 3, 2003 02:02 PM
Posted to The Fractured Semblance - Navarre
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