"As (the ark) landed, the weight of the ark caused the "blood" to spurt the sky. and gave the star of the tenth moon (...) reality and brilliance".. .
You pray, you kneel. You worship. For thousands years. You sacrifice. . I am the holy son. Created from the chaos. As the god of the race. Of human rats.
Amongst creations of our dreams. Maze of Zin exist for ages. The enter for the gate is silver. It is your light, defence and guide. . All thou looking for in life.