Profane Rites of Summoning Unholy signs adorn the walls Screams echo throughout these dark halls The dead will face their desecration Forever cursed by malign incantations Unnatural acts of abhorrent defiance Sickening deeds of depravity Prolific sin emanating from within Embracing our fleeting mortality Stars in alignment Now is the time We make the final sacrifice This unholy gathering marks the beginning of a new glorious era. Rejoice in the heresy of our deeds this night! Relish the return of the one whose name for countless centuries has remained unspoken! Darkness now pervades in this temple Offerings of the blood of the slain Read the words by the glimmer of the moonlight Our dark master will rise once again! Stars in alignment Now is the time We make the final sacrifice Seers of Secrets Bring forth the one! The Black Star will outshine the sun! Reign in malice and destruction for thy spirit of immortal chaos cannot be denied Thunder rages on with fury as we make our sacrifice unto thee underneath the burning sky Oh mighty and ancient architect of annihilation, we hereby summon you forth from your infernal realm! Accept our unholy sacrifices we offer unto thee upon this night! Grace us with your terrestrial incarnation so that we may behold the true splendour of your unconquerable majesty and continue your glorious legacy over this world once more! Zel Agganor! Shining mystic sigils suddenly become enveloped in a shroud of darkness; embers of light fade to black and silence falls all around as the fateful hour draws near! Reign in malice and destruction for thy spirit of immortal chaos cannot be denied Thunder rages on with fury as we make our sacrifice unto thee underneath the burning sky Darkness now pervades in this temple Offerings of the blood of the slain Read the words by the glimmer of the moonlight Our dark master will rise once again! And the Black Star shall outshine the Sun!

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Our legends speak of a time when the world was gripped in darkness, mighty empires fell to treachery What once was strong and unbowed descended into madness, and corruption spread across the land “Find the source of ancient power!” Six kings left behind great treasure, artefacts enchanted by dark sorcery “Find the key to ancient secrets!” And the artefacts lost their power as they faded in the mists of time! Nightfall devouring the sun Complete the summoning, fulfil the prophecy Brothers, our trials have begun Obtain the power of a dark imperial legacy! The stars they shift above us, our journey lies ahead I am the emissary to the world of the dead The answer lies in the freezing mists of the mountains Where the snow and ice conceals the vault of the cosmic nexus “Find the source of ancient power!” Unholy transmutation from gleaming gold to obsidian “Find the key to ancient secrets!” And the artefacts gain more power as the darkness returns to the world! Nightfall devouring the sun Complete the summoning, fulfil the prophecy Brothers, our trials have begun Obtain the power of a dark imperial legacy! Wield the Skull of Suffering Wield the Crown of Madness Wield the Orb of Despair Wield the Sceptre of Hatred Wield the Sword of Destruction Wield the Hourglass of Death I hear the words of the prophets As they speak to me in the dead of night Searching to find the answers to the mysteries lost in time Our path will be plagued with horrors as the gathering storm approaches We’ll seal our cosmic fates as we reach the crystal gates Entering the frost veiled chamber, with the whispering of the icy winds in my wake, I feel the cosmic resonance grow stronger with each step that takes me closer to the innermost sanctum. A bridge between worlds begins to form, as the crystalline walls begin emanating an ethereal light from beyond this earthly realm. An otherworldly voice speaks of distant, dark secrets and knowledge forbidden to the realms mundane. I implore him to impart upon me his cosmic wisdom, and the glorious prophecies of chaos begin to unfold… Darkness will purify the world! Raise your armies of terror! Destroy those who dare to stand in your way, and cast them into the fire! Show them the might of your legions of death, strike with overwhelming force! Unleash your fury on all who dissent, without a shred of remorse! When the six are aligned as one, their strength will be magnified by misery and pain And at the dawning of the new age of chaos, worlds will collide and my power shall be free once again! (To wreak havoc over this mortal plane) I see the path that lies before me A new age of darkness shall befall this world, our power is rising, and our will is supreme! We shall uncover this forgotten legacy… …and there shall be a great slaughter at the Cathedral of the Pantheon, or so it has been foretold in the Sixth Glorious Prophecy! I hear the words of the prophets As they speak to me in the dead of night Searching to find the answers to the mysteries lost in time Our path will be plagued with horrors as the gathering storm approaches Our forces of death will be marching onwards as we raise our banners of war to the skies!

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Part I – Behold, the Annihilator! I awaken from my slumber, and the visions from my dreams persist in front of my very eyes. Unholy words of an ancient and profane speech are uttered, compelling me to heed unto this dark revelation! As the meaning of these words begins to clear in my mind, I am overwhelmed by a sudden manifestation of pure malevolence. My visions herald the return of the Annihilator! I am the witness to the face of the wandering star I know the will of the master; I hear a voice calling me from afar From beyond the realm of the mortal, in the dark of the longest night We summon forth the legions of death, upon this night I command you to arise! Part II – The Summoning of the Legion My way is that of chaos My way is that of conquest (Voices far away call to me) My way is that of madness My way is that of pain (Staring down from beyond the cosmic dream) Now arise lords of suffering, claim your vengeance! Strike the heart of the world of men on this night! Times of war, plagues and pestilence, will befall you! Feel the fear, feel the madness, overwhelming! My way is that of chaos My way is that of conquest My way is that of sorrow My way is that of despair Part III – Of Fear and Resolve Lord Hovngar to his loyal Arch Champion Vostraad: “I have grown old and weary, and the vigour with which I once fought I fear I can sustain no longer. Is it better to withdraw quietly to the comfort of the shadows in the eve of one’s prime, or should we stand and fight till the very moment our hearts and will can endure no longer, and we emerge victorious or have our throats torn out by the wolves of the night? I have made my choice, Champion. I suggest that you do the same…” Vostraad’s journey to the battlefield: I will follow the signs among the stars as they shine in the night Leading me to my destiny on the battlefield; for my land I must fight I feel the pride within my heart as I look to the sky We’ll reunite once more in the halls of our fathers for on this day we may die! Part IV – The Battle of the Crimson Valley Vostraad: In the midst of the carnage With a furious rage We channel the might of our forebears From a time-lost age. And on the distant horizon We behold the sight... ...of the rays of the dawn arising, piercing through the crimson sky. Faced with an unwavering resistance, the great hordes of darkness were severely thinned in number and the banners of the Black Star fell to the blood-stained ground. Bereft of victory, withdrawal was inevitable; yet the obsidian curse had begun to pervade. As the black relics grew in strength, their cosmic energies began calling out to the prophets of chaos, begging to be reunited once more. This was to be but a chapter in the great crusade to seize the ultimate power, and the bloody campaign of the Black Legion was only just beginning…