I’m back from my trip my parasocial princesses! Here, ill put the prophecy here as text so you can like, save it or something.
All Yellowred oaths break.
The Lord of Filth Cackles!
I become Forsworn
My stead the Groyper tackles!
Pass on the Mandate!
To Bread, Machine, Despair!
O Child of the Coming Time,
What name will you bear?
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