Sermon: Against the Enemy
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I have seen what you will see. I have fought what you must fight, and I have slain what you must slay. There are just three simple rules to follow. If I charge, follow. If I retreat, kill me. If I fall, avenge me. They shall run from the mere sight of me and beg for mercy as I cut the life from their bodies sending their life spark to be cleansed with Auros.
You must face the truth squarely and without flinching from duty. Our enemies are to be counted among the living no longer. Mercy for such as they is a chimera, self-deception is its only ally. Dedicate this weapon, given unto your hand at the behest of Auros, to their destruction. Regard its function as your only duty: you live only to bring cleansing fire. Take up your rod and staff, your armor and lightbringer, and go forth.
The benighted have many forms. You must know them all. You must tell the benighted from his disguise and root him out from the hidden places. Trust no one. Trust not even yourself. It is better to die in vain than to live in abomination. The zealous martyr is praised for his valor, the craven and the unready are justly abhorred.
Those benighted leads to two crimes. You turn away from the path of righteous fury and you abandon Auros as the object of your devotion. For the first, death is merely a just retribution. The second is a heresy so terrible that no punishment can be sufficient. Yet the search for an appropriate penalty continues, and it shall be found. The benighted are without number and their number span the world. But faith does not tire. Should it take us an eternity, we will find and exterminate them all.
Only in faith and zeal is there righteous fury. Nothing in the world matters but the will of Auros and the protection of His domains. May the heretic be brought down and cower before the might of His holy righteous fury. Give your heart to him whole and He will not forsake you. You will be a light into this world, a pillar of His divinity.
Tremble foes of man. For we shall make you pay. For your existence is a pestilence on the world and we will not rest till all of your kind are dead. The benighted hides in the shadows because he knows of his vileness and he fears the retribution of the Holy Orders within Wessex.
Even in death we serve.
No enemy of Hyperion is beyond our vengeance.
