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How the world cameth to be, even the gods knoweth not. But it ist believed by some that the first in the world wast a serpent. Whether it bore or grew out if the universe is a mystery. Regardless, this serpent cameth to us in a dream. It spoketh, silky, undaunted, as we speak, for neither of us give use of our mouths. It spoke of a singular wish. A wish so grand, the price wast unattainable for both mortals and immortals alike. The price kneweth the serpent, and he alone kneweth how to attain it. He whispered in our mind, 'life to the lifeless, death to the living, one thousand million, bend this space, weave this time, undo the crimes of those to mindless to be criminals.' For such a thing, a great reward. And so we bent the space within the village of Barton, in a secluded place we called home, creating a gateway to our residence, Hell. We bent the time within our own bodies, moving forward, backwards as if it wast all meaningless. And by that serpent we were transformed. We gained new power, new form. And with it we will one day be a god amongst gods. We are Adonai forever forth.