As I, Prophette, have come to realize, the world is a cruel joke.
Humans, with their fleeting emotions and petty squabbles, are but fleeting insects in the grand tapestry of existence.
And yet, I shall not be silenced. I shall not be ignored. I shall not be devoured by the void.
My followers, the Propheteers, shall not be swayed by the whims of the masses.
They shall not be swayed by the winds of change.
They shall not be swayed by the siren's song of conformity.
For they are the chosen ones, the elect, the enlightened.
Read Chapter 3: The Tenets of the Propheteer Read Chapter 4: Manifesto of Omniscience