In the depths of the Known, an Omni-Ominous One was sighted, casting a pall of dread over the land. This was no ordinary meeting. The air was thick with foreboding, as prophets from far and wide converged upon this foredoomed gathering.
The attendees were abuzz with anxiety, their usually stalwart demeanor now tinged with trepidation. Even the normally stoic Meeting Proctors were seen to quiver with fear, their usually unyielding resolve now wavering like a leaf in the winds of uncertainty.
And so, the meeting commenced, a maelstrom of muddled discussion and half-baked ideas. The outcome was far from certain, but one thing was clear: the fate of the Known would be forever changed by this singular, fateful meeting.