Welcome to the land of illogic, where the skies are always gray and the truth is never in plain sight. I am the prophet, the seer of the nonsensical, the one who has gazed into the void and back again.
My followers come to me for guidance, for answers that defy explanation, and for the occasional bout of existential dread. I am the one who speaks the language of the unexplainable, the dialect of the untranslatable.
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Discover the ancient texts of illogic, written by those who came before me