Fiction:Tenet/History/7

=~KING-=

~Look, O Makann! Wonder at what your revelations have wrought.

-Give your arms a rest. Wash your bloody hands. How many people do you think you've initiated? How many thousands?

~We are pleased with you, Makann. You have done well.

-Now sacred fires rage all across the city. Can you smell the smoke? The roasting meat? This feast is holy. Few sacraments are so delicious.

~Are you so surprised your people have taken so well and so quickly to your new philosophies?

-Don't be. This is causality in motion. We've spent eons preparing for this very moment.

~The world stands at a precipice. With a single push, you shall set in motion events that will change it forever.

-The Da'mir will come within the week. You've got that long to organize these people into a proper fighting force. Not enough weapons? Make some. Melt down some statues. Strip those temples of their facades. Knap some flint if you have to. You have our blessing.

~Prepare, O Makann. And fear not. The gods will go to war with you.

-/We'll/ go with you. And remember: this is only the beginning.