(Told from the perspective of a philosopher writing in his journal, this is the story that accompanies the album/songs)
Because of the different dimensions within Z>, it becomes clear that there are parallels within every dimension, even ours. Our dimension (A>) is the one in which planet Earth is based.
Each of the dimensions (as far as I've observed and studied) MUST possess the following criteria to remain in existence. My apologies for the odd words; these are copied from an old tome. The requirements are as follows: ar-sem, öumi-pelmestat, pelmestat, handroteim, öumi-ar-adru, and ytrac-ar-oradru.
(Told from the perspective of a philosopher writing in his journal, this is the story that accompanies the album/songs)
According to the nameless tome I mentioned earlier, an Ar-sem, when it comes to dimensions, is necessary for a dimension to exist. Any sort of peacekeeper or creator will usually embrace this role.
An öumi-pelmestat is the challenger to the ar-sem's power.
A pelmestat (or pelmestats) are individuals caught in the middle of the fight between the ar-sem and the öumi-pelmestat. One might think of them as innocent civilians.
A handroteim is the öumi-pelmestat's designated assassin.
Öumi-ar-adru represents a dimension's state of peril. Once this peril has been resolved, the dimension will no longer exist, as öumi-ar-adru is required for a dimension's existence.
Ytrac-ar-oradru is the main philosophy behind the handroteim. If the handroteim loses interest in killing the öumi-pelmestat, the dimension disappears.
Another item of note is that a dimension can straddle the boundaries of traditional dimensions. For example, an event in Zeffon can affect an event on Earth.
According to the tome I found, handroteims usually lose sanity very quickly as they try to complete their lifelong task. As the name suggests, the individual who is the handroteim of his dimension is usually afflicted with a type of body rot that begins in the hands.
Handroteims typically have an awareness of what they are meant to do until their mind decays with the rest of their body. However, their mind never decays to the point of neglecting ytrac-ar-oradru - their goal.
In order for dimensions to exist properly, the handroteims must constantly be in pursuit of their victims: the öumi-pelmestat, and by that nature, the lowly pelmestats. The öumi-pelmestat is the leader of the civilian population, or pelmestats. Once the öumi-pelmestat is eliminated by the handroteim, the civilian leader becomes the next victim. The handroteim must be eternal, as, as mentioned before, a dimension cannot exist without its corresponding handroteim.
According to the tome, this is a very rare 3rd Edition of Idil Madgod Hry Chyi. The first two editions were printed by Ui Mial, one of the legendary library publishers on the continent of Mödgod, dedicated to preserving history regardless how perverse. The Great Library of the Isle of Anne, founded by Adelais and Lydia Isga, is the only other library to rival some of the ancient ones that exist on Mödgod. Apparently, they still exist, but no one I know has been to Mödgod for years.
The 1st Edition of Idil Madgod Hry Chyi was published over 2000 years ago in the Marano Language, which is odd considering that Marano was not spoken by the civilian population of Inejeheim until about 1500 years later. Marano is an obscure minority language originating from the Isle of Daei. Swanish is and has been the main language for Daei Islanders since the beginning of time, but Marano was spoken as an even older language by a chosen few in the then fledgling town of Vahn. Vahn exists as a town within an extinct volcano, and was built there to withstand assualt from the outside. Given the small size of Daei, it's unclear what that assault would be from, but perhaps the shallows on the south western part of the island hold some clues. There are odd statues littered all about here, and appearently glow a brilliant neon purple under certain light.
In any case, Marano disappeared entirely from Daei, but somehow turned up in Inejeheim, spoken by a chosen few who were regarded as holy men.
The 2nd Edition of the tome was heavily revised from the 1st Edition, of which no legible copies are known to exist, as the massive low-temperature humidity of Mödgod has caused much of the ink in the last existing tomes to bleed throughout the pages. The 2nd Edition was heavily ammended, modified, and translated to Liia, a language that's supposedly spoken on Mödgod by a select few. Appearently, Idil Madgod Hry Chyi holds relevant information about the history of Zeffon that only people who understand Liia can comprehend. I seriously doubt it, but that's what's been said. The 2nd Edition has copies scattered throughout the globe.
The rare 3rd Edition disappeared entirely from different archives, as if the book was cursed. I myself had a very hard time trying to locate a copy. No more than 55 copies were originally printed. The 3rd Edition is an amended version of the 1st Edition, but the original text has been preserved. It comes in two languages: Marano and Kie. I have a Kie version, since Kie is a language that is spoken by commoners all throughout The Icrifeani and the Chaoslands in general. It's honestly exciting to have a slice of history this big in one's own personal library. Apparently, there's a story in this massive tome that was cut in the 2nd Edition, one I have yet to read. I'll provide an update when I find it.
I have often thought, now that I've read the tome and found out about handroteims, that Zeffon was a tad different from the rest.
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Chalk Forest Mist of the Tyrns (Part 1 of 3)
(Told from the perspective of a philosopher writing in his journal, this is the story that accompanies the album/songs)
Because of the different dimensions within Z>, it becomes clear that there are parallels within every dimension, even ours. Our dimension (A>) is the one in which planet Earth is based.
Each of the dimensions (as far as I've observed and studied) MUST possess the following criteria to remain in existence. My apologies for the odd words; these are copied from an old tome. The requirements are as follows: ar-sem, öumi-pelmestat, pelmestat, handroteim, öumi-ar-adru, and ytrac-ar-oradru.
Chalk Forest Mist of the Tyrns (Part 2 of 3)
(Told from the perspective of a philosopher writing in his journal, this is the story that accompanies the album/songs)
According to the nameless tome I mentioned earlier, an Ar-sem, when it comes to dimensions, is necessary for a dimension to exist. Any sort of peacekeeper or creator will usually embrace this role.
An öumi-pelmestat is the challenger to the ar-sem's power.
A pelmestat (or pelmestats) are individuals caught in the middle of the fight between the ar-sem and the öumi-pelmestat. One might think of them as innocent civilians.
A handroteim is the öumi-pelmestat's designated assassin.
Öumi-ar-adru represents a dimension's state of peril. Once this peril has been resolved, the dimension will no longer exist, as öumi-ar-adru is required for a dimension's existence.
Ytrac-ar-oradru is the main philosophy behind the handroteim. If the handroteim loses interest in killing the öumi-pelmestat, the dimension disappears.
Another item of note is that a dimension can straddle the boundaries of traditional dimensions. For example, an event in Zeffon can affect an event on Earth.
Chalk Forest Mist of the Tyrns (Part 3 of 3)
According to the tome I found, handroteims usually lose sanity very quickly as they try to complete their lifelong task. As the name suggests, the individual who is the handroteim of his dimension is usually afflicted with a type of body rot that begins in the hands.
Handroteims typically have an awareness of what they are meant to do until their mind decays with the rest of their body. However, their mind never decays to the point of neglecting ytrac-ar-oradru - their goal.
In order for dimensions to exist properly, the handroteims must constantly be in pursuit of their victims: the öumi-pelmestat, and by that nature, the lowly pelmestats. The öumi-pelmestat is the leader of the civilian population, or pelmestats. Once the öumi-pelmestat is eliminated by the handroteim, the civilian leader becomes the next victim. The handroteim must be eternal, as, as mentioned before, a dimension cannot exist without its corresponding handroteim.
The Great Men of the Lord
According to the tome, this is a very rare 3rd Edition of Idil Madgod Hry Chyi. The first two editions were printed by Ui Mial, one of the legendary library publishers on the continent of Mödgod, dedicated to preserving history regardless how perverse. The Great Library of the Isle of Anne, founded by Adelais and Lydia Isga, is the only other library to rival some of the ancient ones that exist on Mödgod. Apparently, they still exist, but no one I know has been to Mödgod for years.
The 1st Edition of Idil Madgod Hry Chyi was published over 2000 years ago in the Marano Language, which is odd considering that Marano was not spoken by the civilian population of Inejeheim until about 1500 years later. Marano is an obscure minority language originating from the Isle of Daei. Swanish is and has been the main language for Daei Islanders since the beginning of time, but Marano was spoken as an even older language by a chosen few in the then fledgling town of Vahn. Vahn exists as a town within an extinct volcano, and was built there to withstand assualt from the outside. Given the small size of Daei, it's unclear what that assault would be from, but perhaps the shallows on the south western part of the island hold some clues. There are odd statues littered all about here, and appearently glow a brilliant neon purple under certain light.
In any case, Marano disappeared entirely from Daei, but somehow turned up in Inejeheim, spoken by a chosen few who were regarded as holy men.
The 2nd Edition of the tome was heavily revised from the 1st Edition, of which no legible copies are known to exist, as the massive low-temperature humidity of Mödgod has caused much of the ink in the last existing tomes to bleed throughout the pages. The 2nd Edition was heavily ammended, modified, and translated to Liia, a language that's supposedly spoken on Mödgod by a select few. Appearently, Idil Madgod Hry Chyi holds relevant information about the history of Zeffon that only people who understand Liia can comprehend. I seriously doubt it, but that's what's been said. The 2nd Edition has copies scattered throughout the globe.
The rare 3rd Edition disappeared entirely from different archives, as if the book was cursed. I myself had a very hard time trying to locate a copy. No more than 55 copies were originally printed. The 3rd Edition is an amended version of the 1st Edition, but the original text has been preserved. It comes in two languages: Marano and Kie. I have a Kie version, since Kie is a language that is spoken by commoners all throughout The Icrifeani and the Chaoslands in general. It's honestly exciting to have a slice of history this big in one's own personal library. Apparently, there's a story in this massive tome that was cut in the 2nd Edition, one I have yet to read. I'll provide an update when I find it.
I have often thought, now that I've read the tome and found out about handroteims, that Zeffon was a tad different from the rest.
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The first piece sounded like what I imagine the red eye storm of Jupiter sounds like with winds blowing hundreds of miles per hour that could shred through flesh like wet tissue. I heard a intriguing bass synthesizer in the background. The second track was more harsh noise with an angelic choir in the background and the final piece was a cacophony of machines. I really don’t like Harsh Noise Wall but I can’t deny that it is art because it can evoke an unsettling feeling. This was not to my taste Dionysus Virus
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Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I love the beautiful sounds of this album but I don’t have a favorite song. I have a favorite title, it’s called “I Am An Idol, But You Can Call Me The Pope”.. p.s- The Pope Smokes Dope! Dionysus Virus
C. Diab describes “Exit Rumination” as “a sonic exorcism,” and its dark, swelling songs are equal parts catharsis and tension. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2018
