This holodisk was delivered to the Armageddon Rag headquarters hidden in the pages of a Cat's Paw magazine. It took us a while to write down what this ghoul was saying...
Straight word, my son. You choose a time of weight to start the Walker road. The every year of our birth. Of all our births.
Ten Twenty-three. When we came to be. When we came to be. As He said. World to ashes. Ashes to growth.
And ten years since the rumbling. Ten years.
Grasp this on the travel. Many of the First hated. Thought they were cursed. Didn’t see the truth. Didn’t feel the truth.
That time wins for us.
Summon up while you walk. Our place was not so low. Not always the Muties boot-rugs. There was a shiny moment. We held say-and-sway. In our hands. In Set’s hands.
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