The Truth, I dispense now.

I bid you all a curse while I go on my journey in search of the deepest,
darkest abyss of abbadon... Hail to Death, and Hail to the praiseworthy
fathomable aspects of all of your pathetic weak lives. May your
downtrodden emotions fill your minds with anger, and turn to the person
next to you and slit their throat. Every damn emotion you come to feel
will be an aspect that leads ultimately to despair... embrace it. Love
your lovers, treat them like the whores that you and everyone else
really are. There is no love, love is only the bastard child of a tool
of despair.. you'll come to understand no one loves you, you are not
special, you are not unique, you are the same decaying crap that the
everyone else is. Come to understand the truth, then you will get
somewhere in life. Embrace the truth.. that is that all ecstasies in
life all revolve around Despair... your all tools, and I mock all of
your pathetic excuses of trying to be something. Mourn you idiots, over
your losses, allow that anger and hate to control your emotions since
sentience comes to evolve through emotion. Emotion is an excuse, don't
make excuse simply be... do what you want, slay whoever you want, and be
bluntly honest with how stupid you and those around you really are. For
the first person to even respond to this, I will mock on my way to the
abyss because you will be the first pathetic person with nothing to do
in their lives and quite frankly I do not care what any of you have to
say. Kill yourself, then you'll come to understand. No one cares what
anyone has to say, you think they do but really they don't. Your better
off dead, you will be dead.

Don't even waste a second of my time, I'd rather listen to the mourning
souls in the halls of the Underking wail on about how pathetic you, and
theirs lives are and forever will be. That is true pleasure, that is
reality, you all will come to understand it. Maybe in the 20 years if I
do seek to return to all of you pathetic people, I'll teach the rest of
you the truth.

Embrace the truth...the truth lays within your death, and oblivion.

Olorin El'druith, the Tyrant of Enmity

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Arios, in the year 120 MA.