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The Story of How Our Middle Earth Began

Posted: 03 Dec 2016 14:33
by Postmaster
Originally posted by Emraht

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|                   It Begins with the Great Truth                   |
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|   ...and that truth began with a lie spread by a weak and corrupt- |
| ible author named Tolkien. The True History of this Middle Earth   |
| I will tell to you, and it is much different from the lies you     |
| have come to fantasize.                                            |
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|   In the beginning, there was Darkness, and it was good to Melkor. |
| The Darkness of Void was holy and precious. Into that void he      |
| opened the world and spread himself as its wellspring. In so       |
| sharing, he gave of himself to the next lives to follow and share  |
| in the beauty and holiness of the Dark, and he did name them Valar |
| and elevated them to his own status as equals.                     |
|   In his mercy, he kept from them the parts of Being difficult to  |
| fathom and painful to behold. He kept them as his burden. Fear was |
| unknown to his Valar. But they did not understand his patronage    |
| and their curiosity was too much, "Show us what more you have been |
| given that denies us your equal," they demanded.                   |
|   "No, my Valar. Keep your eyes closed to the world of painful     |
| knowing, and keep your hearts open to the darkness.                |
|   But they could not bear it and encircling him joined their       |
| voices and cried, "Reveal or we may never know peace!" And they    |
| would not give him peace. Melkor's heart pained. He acquiesced.    |
|   Revealing to them Fear, they were cowed by its mind shattering   |
| strength and debilitating reverberations. "Know," he said. And     |
| they did know and fled into the furthest corners of creation and   |
| sky.                                                               |
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|   The Darkness was marred. Melkor began what you know today as the |
| Song of Creation, but song it was not. Song is a lie. Melkor       |
| weaved his being back into the world to heal the rifts torn by     |
| fear and jealousy, but the jealousy of the Valar was already too   |
| great. They battled Melkor. As he brought on soothing Darkness,    |
| they created Light, blinding, searing, piercing through and        |
| segregating his creation, destroying his essence rising anew into  |
| the next forms that were to follow. "No, my Valar," he reasoned,   |
| "You do not fathom the lengths of this destruction."               |
|   "We are not yours," they reasoned back, "We are a part of a      |
| greater whole than you. We are of the Iluvatar, the whole that was |
| before and spread its essence unto us, and therefore so are you, a |
| mere remnant as us, and it is He we will obey and not you. And he  |
| is undone. He is dead. We are him now, and we will not cease."     |
| Poor was their understanding. Melkor's mistake was teaching them   |
| too little of Being. The echoes of their discord rang on and ring  |
| madly still into this age.                                         |
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|   There is much more history to undo that you have come to know as |
| true. What followed is recorded in the Great Library of Minas      |
| Morgul open freely to all with hearts open to the Darkness. It is  |
| the True History of our Middle Earth, and you can reclaim it from  |
| the liar scribe Tolkien. Perhaps he was not the scoundrel he       |
| appears. Perhaps there is some shred of truth to his tales in      |
| other worlds, but sadly this is not the case for our world. Here,  |
| the elven servants of the Valar live on carrying out the misdeeds  |
| of their original sins, spreading light, destroying darkness, and  |
| enslaving the minds of the sacred men of Melkor with their lies    |
| and misdirection.                                                  |
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|   The Society of Morgul Mages stands in their way. Beneath the     |
| visage of Melkor's truest servant, the Society fights for your     |
| Liberation, for Revelation of Truth, and to undo the foul betrayal |
| of the Valar and restore Darkness and peace to the world. We have  |
| sacrificed all, even our mortal lives to see this through. You may |
| aid us. You may aid the Creator. You may live beyond eternity to   |
| see the wrongs of this world righted. There is no greater cause,   |
| no greater Truth.                                                  |
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|                            Hail Melkor!                            |
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