Namesake (Lesser): Likely Pithe or Flow or Oath
On the day you were born, your mother declared your name to be Lilly for reasons neither of your parents have chosen to share with you in the years since. It was a bit of scandal, a woman insisting on the right to name her child, but your father was a gracious man and allowed it. Besides, your mother never pushed her luck with the naming of the brothers that followed you. To pursue one's own name as an Ethos grants incredible freedom, but often little actual direction or aid. There is perhaps some promise to choosing this given the mysterious origins of your own name, but it is more likely something quite boring you think.
Service to Man (Lesser): Flow
A choice available to any young woman who has not betrayed the expectations of her culture. As an unmarried virgin of good standing within your community, the path of the maiden is available to you as it is to all other such female youths. You honestly can't think of anything worse than to live and die a housewife, living vicariously through the achievements of your children. Still, such a choice would be the perfect option to deliberately cause others to ignore you and look no deeper. Service to Man is the choice women with no better option take, allowing others to assume it was the best you could attain could do wonders for the goal of being left alone. Unless of course your father decides to marry you off immediately, that could cause all kinds of problems.
(Third)
You sense that your connection to this Ethos is growing tenuous. You have been acting less and less maidenly of late. It is likely you will never see it again after this.
Nihilist Roots (Lesser): Likely Pithe or Flow
On your more melancholy days, simply giving up on worrying about the challenges of life has seemed quite appealing. To simply become as air, uncaring and aloof to the concerns of life. It is an answer to your life in a manner of speaking, though you wonder if you could ever actually be happy simply accepting contentment in apathy and meaninglessness.
(Taken) Dream within the Forest (Common): Essence/Legend
You have spent many an hour daydreaming within the idealic clearings and shadowy underbrush surrounding your family home. The thought of this place fills you with warmth and calm, an inner strength and peace rising, flowing inward from your surroundings. You have always felt a special connection to this place, perhaps that can become more than an abstract truth.
(Taken) Brave Blood (Common): Pithe
You have always dreamed of being a noble fighter, wading into lines of horrible unspeakable terrors and being utterly unmoved. A knight of legend. It is only a wish of the heart though, you lack any experience or ancestry in such a thing, leaving you with a tenuous connection at best to such an Ethos. In fact, as a girl of no repute it is a mystery why this is even a common level choice; Perhaps your deep yearning for adventure was enough to raise it from a Lesser Ethos.
(SECOND)
Be the vaunted knight standing in the gap against the endless waves of unspeakable horror seeking to destroy the lands of men. Awaken the call of adventure that sings forth from your own blood and propel your body to impossible heights. This Ethos feels different to the first time it was offered, your tenuous connection has strengthened and solidified. There is also the consideration that this is exactly the kind of thing the [Blessed Armsman] could work well with.
Deviant Wanderer (Common): Likely Flow or Pithe
You have played the part of the good daughter whilst guarding the true feelings of your heart and desires for the future carefully. Though it was never your deliberate intention, you are in fact a well practiced and expert liar. Capable of convincing even yourself that every lie is a necessity and burying any guilt that might expose you. To embrace a life of deception in many forms big and small would be a tremendous departure both from what direction you expected your life to take and from what you consider an honourable path. It would however give you immediate and potent tools to become a free roaming woman beholden to no-one. This is an extreme option, could you even really return home with such an Ethos? Could you break your parents heart by having them behold a daughter holding such an ignoble future?
Duty of Wood (Rare): Maybe Mana/Oath
Your father is a carpenter. His parents also plied the trade. The line stretches back an unknown number of generations. This is the path you would be expected to take. Your relationship with your ancestral family trade is a cold and distant one, you possess little natural affinity on an emotional level. You are actually quite surprised the choice is even an option, perhaps your deep sense of familial duty and raw technical skill has allowed you to just barely pass the necessary muster. To counter-balance your hesitance, the legacy of family is a powerful source of Ethos itself. You are perhaps one of a handful of children within the village capable of gaining a Rare Ethos through their families' trade. While it would give you little personal satisfaction, it would likely be a comparatively potent and prosperous path to follow. You also would feel far less shame for running off alone on your return home in the morn.
Foṟ̴͍̇m Fr̵̠̂̓ạ̷̾cture (̶̩̲͒͂A̷̡͆pō̵͕t̵̨̃heoti̶̦͛c): ???? (Maw)
Whatever has granted you your unique nature to choose additional Ethos in time has also linked you to something otherworldly. It calls and stirs at the edges of your mind. It is magnitude personified, limitless in scope, inhuman in nature. To do anything other than resist any further incursion would likely turn you into something perhaps not even recognizable to friends, family or even yourself. Even considering the option seems to minutely erode part of your self-identity. Still, such power, if only you give it just a little more…
[Diviner] (Lesser): Concordance
You are outraged that one could fail at their set purpose so profoundly. Your family was caused great pain by one meant be bring surety and comfort. You know that you could do so much better yourself. You have often been greatly hurt by those that refused to listen to your thoughts and ideas, dismissing them out of hand. As a Diviner, you would gain the respect of men and women alike to guide and assist them. You'd also be expected to learn to read, an idea that intrigues you.
[Keen Bow] (Common): Pithe
What [Brave Blood] was to a warrior, this is to an archer.
[Truth in Name] (Common): Likely Oath or Pithe or Flow
You know for a fact that this is a new form of the Lesser Ethos [Namesake]. Your new understanding of your own importance and future has raised the status of your own name. Providing you see enough years; the name Lilly shall one day be known by untold masses. What this Ethos actually
is, you still don't know.
[Seamless Call] (Rare): Likely Oath
Many when faced with the prospect that they will wield incredible influence, shy from the call and reject it. You barely even flinched at such a decision, accepting it as a simple truth to be dealt with when the time came. You are the woman they say that even dying as a child could not hold back her ambition. You will forever move toward your goals with inexorable momentum, pushing aside obstacles both physical and conceptual that are in your way.
(Taken) [Cleaver of Fortune] (Mythic):
Concordance
To have had your fate so rapidly upended, your entire direction and path through life replaced; this is not an insignificant thing. Your life is one prone to powerful eddies of omen and destiny. Embrace the chaos; unmake promised futures and sunder prophecies that were certain. Unite events and lives that make no sense being intwined together. In your presence, no prediction will be ever a sure thing. There are many in this world that take much comfort in the wisdom of the future, simply possessing such an Ethos would earn you a great deal of hostile attention seeking to snip your troublesome life in the bud. But perhaps that won't be such a problem when luck and the future itself can be moulded as wet clay.
[Keeper] (Lesser): Likely Pithe
The Keepers record and document the knowledge of civilisation. They study the applications of various magics and how they might be best synergized with others. Made heavy use of by the Office of Lore, they form the backbone of the bureaucratic apparatus of the kingdom. Assistants and apprentices to the Lore Wardens and you're sure numerous other organisations all around.
[Lamenter] (Lesser): Likely Pithe
The Lamenters comfort and council those around them. Able to take on grief or pain from another and diminish it within themselves, granting closure and acceptance to those unable to move on. The Lamenters are caretakers of graveyards and conductors of minor funeral rites. When the restless dead refuse to pass on, the Lamenters can help weaken their attachment to the mortal plane. It is considered incredibly poor form to interfere with a Lamenters work.
[Heartsworn] (Common): Oath
"The promises we make ourselves, they bind us to our own future. Give us the push to reach higher than our own span." It is not only the fortunate intervention of an outside influence that has made your future possible, it has also been the grit and passion of your own heart committed to that end.
Draw upon the force of your ambition and dreams and render the conceptual into something manifestly physical. You word shall be your bond, and others their bindings. Weave armour from hope, and a weapon from courage.
[Engraver] (Common) Mana
The basic runecraft your father has drilled into you can already make lumber that is twice its usual strength. Dive headfirst into the realm of runic inscriptions and the symbols that draw upon the primal energies of reality to remake the mundane into the exceptional. This feels different to what your father can do however, somehow looser and more malleable.
[Intuitor] (Common): Flow
A thousand years and every tutor under the sun, still you could not begin to scratch the surface of the sum total of possible knowledge. You accept this fact, but nevertheless will never stop your upward climb. A knack for learning and mastery of diverse or tricky talents. The Jack of All trades empowered by a dedicated Ethos. "I may not be the best juggler, dancer or singer, but I can do all three at the same time better than most." Your already sharp mind shall be honed and polished to a truly deadly point. From this starting point, your Ethos could develop into a truly strange and unique thing.
(Second)
Lvl 0: {Kneejerk}: Your first impulse on how to try something you are unfamiliar with is more likely to be roughly correct. More effective with concrete skills/talents as opposed to abstract concepts.
[Tamer] (Lesser): Pithe
The bonding is a special thing. Many Tamer's do not take partners, feeling it would tarnish the sacredness of the link they share with their companion. Take a mundane creature, raise it up into the most extraordinary example of its kind. {{This ain't gonna do squat to the bad woofies}}
[Militant] (Lesser): Pithe {{Likely to develop Oath as a Secondary}}
Even if all he has is a stick, bone and his own fists, the Militant makes do with what he's got. A natural sort of violence born of necessity. It need not be flashy, merely effective. Lock him in chains and gag his mouth, the Militant will always find a new way to be armed. They'll put you in a
diversion dress and
shank high heels, you've still got some surprises waiting for them… {{Didn't know this one's Weaver, but looks like it does what is says on the tin.}}
(Second)
Lvl 0: {Piercer}: A damage/effect on a surface can be made to bypass one distinct layer.
[Reverent Advocate] (Common): Pithe
There are those who cannot speak for themselves, who cannot find the words to say or the people to listen. You have been that person, now rapidly ascending beyond the shallow grave that is the threatened ignominy of those who do not know their 'place'. Take up causes not your own. Be the patron in the night that other little girls have prayed to with no answer until now. {{Loath as I am to admit there's another good choice other than myself… this has some excellent social applications.}}
[An Iron Shape] (Rare): Oath
To look into an uncomfortable future and emerge from such a test stronger rather than weakened. The soul must be tempered and moulded to fit the trials that lie ahead of it, for only that which has been placed in the furnace knows what it will take to not buckle under a greater flame. The visage of she who is clad in grey is a known tale of folklore. No mercy did she provide the indecisive. There have been many to call upon some part of her aspect. You now join the legacy of those who have tapped into the Well that is the Pale Vessel. You will find the promises that helped form and hold creation together and add your own tiny contribution to the tapestry of the fundamental. May your ambition endure when you are dust. {{Be very careful. The Pale Vessel is a total bitch. Her honeyed words always seem fair at first…}}
[Temporal Redeemer] (Mythic): Concordance
She wished she could take it back, so she did. He missed the mark by a mere moment, except he actually didn't. The forward facing path is merely a suggestion to those who know the more crooked and interesting tracks, though beware what sort of wild things can be found outside the bounds of the causal. A promise need not be kept if it was never given. The loan never taken need not be repaid. The timeless are few in number, and jealously guard their domain. {{May knock you out, so yeah…}}
[Effervescent Animus] – Ambrosia of Joy (Ascendent): Deific | Unique
{{Hello Lilly, my name is Ev'aclliál, or just Evie. If you are feeling this then I successfully managed to transmit alongside their stable translation channel. I'm a… …you actually don't really have a word for it; A 'Greater Spirit' I guess. Technically your niece too, sort of. I sincerely hope that you choose me and I promise I would do whatever you asked of me in good faith and with pep in my step! Uh, not to guilt you or anything, but I think you're actually my last chance to get out before the M̴̲̄̕ā̵͇ẘ̷̬̟̂ ̸̗̅ṭ̷̗̃͋h̶̢̗̀a̸̺͝t̷̺̍ͅ ̵͚̣͊́H̸͉͆u̷̡̿͂ͅṇ̵̉g̷̝͂e̷͔͛r̶͉͆̆s̶̳͜͠ consumes this demi-plane, most of the others are already munched… Oh, And I'm 9! You'd be signing off on child murder
. I've died lots of times, but this one's gonna stick. I understand if you can't trust me, I did replace another Integration Vector, uh,
Ethos, without your consent, but I could really use a leap of faith right about now.
Shit, nearly out of time. My memories won't be able to bridge the gap, I'll be a newborn
again (barf), but I promise I can be helpful. I could patch up that overstressed Pithe you've managed; mess with those woofies too. I've synched up your perception of the Incepting Links, that'll stick around even if you don't choose to save me. Good luck Lilly, quite a few of your sisters up here are rooting for you. But like, please pick me...}}
These are the ethea we didnt get, listed for completeness
[] [Ethos] [Shieldmaiden]
[] [Ethos] [Crashpoint Crisis]
[] [Ethos] [Keen Bow]
[] [Ethos] [Her Sanguine Innocence]
[] [Ethos] [Lodemark]
[] [Ethos] [The Road that Stretches]
[] [Ethos] [My Beautiful Pain] (Inverted)
[] [Ethos] [Precocious and Pernicious]
[] [Ethos] [Seamless Call]
[] [Ethos] [Heavy is the Burden]
[Striker] (Lesser): (Pithe)
The application of force is far more than simply being faster, stronger or smarter. There are ways that creation wishes us to move, methods of offense and defence that it favours. The Striker listens to the cumulative tradition of all those who have drawn from the Resonance, their seemingly counterintuitive actions often building to a single devastating climax. Force is pitting your Will and desire against the static and opposing the dynamic. All physical movements are at their foundation actually entirely meta-physical. It is manoeuvring for advantage within this meta-physical realm where all contests are truly decided. The Striker never wastes a single drop of sweat, for even their heartbeat matches the rhythm of fate.
[Quickwrit Stennovoker] (Common): (Mana) | Unique
Your father forced hour upon hour on you learning the most basic of runic carvings to the utmost height of meaningless precision. You harbour a unique and profound dislike for such mind numbing perfection and reject it utterly. Good enough is literally good enough, you will walk a path none before you have ever taken. What others spend hours to etch into unmoving stone to last generations, you instantly manifest into the air itself for immediate effect. You don't need a barrier that will last for two years in two weeks, you need one that will last two seconds
now. Your only limit is what you can design.
(Taken) [My Resolution, Thy Bedrock] (Common): (Essence)
The danger of slowly losing track of who we set out to be is one so terrifying most choose to deliberately ignore it. You need not ever fear becoming what you are not, the truth of your origins will only grow deeper and more firm over time. Others will find themselves more solid and at ease in your presence. Decay will pause, decoherence will suspend, unravelling will be held in place. Whatever someone has been, you can always help them rediscover; no matter how lost they have become. Your very nature is a firm foundation on which the unstable may gain respite. You are the objective constant around which change must orbit.
[Needlepoint Construction] (Common): (Flow)
The art of singular attention is a mostly lost one. What people call concentration and meditation are poor imitations of a truly sharpened focus. Your patience is an immutable wall, unable to be worn down. Stress that would shatter a paragon of fortitude sloughs off you without finding purchase. Your mind is not simply solid, but polished to a brilliant shine. Every time you try something, you will do it better. When the occasion requires it, there is no idle thought, no distraction, simply the goal and the meticulous steps required to succeed.
[Overlooked Maiden] (Common): (Flow)
You are exceptional. You know it, the evidence is clearly written on the wall for anyone bothering to look. Yet time and time again no one even considers you might be more than meets the eye. Each uncovered peculiarity is immediately presumed to be your sole defining feature. When something of note is discovered, you are presumed too young or naïve to contribute to the discussion. This is the story of your life, zero to twelve. So be it, ignorance and assumption have been your chains since birth, but you will make your bindings
theirs. Be passed over in plain sight, dismissed from suspicion with casual ease. Witnesses won't be able to place your face. After-action reports will conflict with each other. You are the Forgotten Enigma, less than wind.
[Obstinate Rejection] (Rare): (Oath)
Your commitment is a razor-sharp edge, a crushing force, a scything glaive. You will not be deterred from your beliefs. You cannot be convinced to relent. If the whole world disagrees than it is the whole world that must be corrected for their error. Every denial armours you further, every dismissal further hones your blade. The words that have hurt you are now your sticks and stones, break their bones at your leisure.
[I Tear the Veil] (Rare): (Oath) {Inverted}
Secrets; secrets everywhere. The spectre of denied knowledge follows you wherever you go, it's enough to drive you crazy! No more! If they will not share their secrets willingly, then you will take them by force. Gain a presence and defiling charisma so meta-physically deep as to reach out and wrench hold of information you should not know. Shape memory and mystery into weapons of rending horror. Mother's will forget their children's names, soldiers their orders, hearts how to beat, lungs how to breathe. You will inflict your own wounds onto your enemies a hundred times over, hollow souls littering your wake. They can tell you the easy way, or have it ripped from their corpse.
[Sorcerer] (Mythic): (Mana)
Magic Focal Concept: Nature (Rare)
The Trees have spoken to you of a deeper truth that lies within all who take breath. The drive that unites all life under its wing. Instinct, wild and feral, the vicious will to
thrive in any circumstance. Tap into the core of your own and other's beings, release the potential forgotten by all but the most simple of life. Lead the pack. Split the rock. Burn with passion and ignite others'. You are the catalyst for immense evolution and change, the top of all natural hierarchies. Your very essence shall demand respect. Your innermost self proudly on display, shame can no longer touch you.
[A Loyal Steed] (Lesser): (Oath) | Unique
You have run, you have dodged, risking life and limb for one another. Neither of you have ever abandoned the other for selfish gain. Now, for the rest of your life, the two of you shall never be alone. Your natures' shall be entwined, wrought into something greater than you were before. An ocean may separate you, yet you would still not be apart. Not even death can sever this, for Chariot's life now resides within your own.
Lvl 0: {Sharefont}: Chariot can slowly take on physical characteristics from Lilly (or vice versa).
[Laywoman] (Lesser): (Essence)
The members of Aurora's church are said to be the ones who keep the sun shining throughout the year, ensuring she completes her transition back to Gaia from Solemn. Through acts of subtle grace and care, they sooth and heal the world. Laywomen have a natural tendency toward being amiable and peaceful and many find it easy to trust their motivations as entirely genuine. Where the laywoman walks, shadows are a little less dark, the wind loses its biting chill and fruits taste sweeter. The world is kind to them, and they are kind in return.
Author's Note: Myah said she wanted to be one of these. You know whatever Ethos she got was not this one, presumably it wasn't one of her possible choices.
Lvl 0: {Hands bearing Peace}: Anything harmful/bad can be rendered less-so with your touch.
[Vital Hunt] (Common): (Essence)
You understand the purpose of violence is never for its own sake. There is always an objective, to wrench an outcome out of the uncaring future's grasp. You listen to the wisdom of the Strands as they guide you toward your prey, the thrill of approaching your goal and knowing that the time soon approaches. You reach out into the history of the hunt, and call forth the instinct to succeed. Lose yourself in the raw exuberance of nature, become an instrument of your own will. Just as you are empowered by the hunt, your foe is weakened by it.
Lvl 0: {Biteback}: Slowly move wounds through forced essence-links. Functions as deeply ingrained curse impeding function of body/soul as if injured without having a wound to heal.
[Resolved in Flame] (Common): (Mana)
Focal Element: Fire (Common)
Cowards have good reason to be afraid, for the irresolute are the best kind of tinder. The cold winds of rejection have whipped at your sides and tried to steal your heart and heat, but you have found a deeper fire again and again. Now it is time to unleash the central facet of what drives you to aspire higher than your station, burn to ash all that stands in your way. Leave behind the doe eyed outlook of a child, understand the need for destruction to carve out a better future. Fire is the foundation of growth. You are the catalyst.
Lvl 0: {Irrepressible Ember}: Fire Spells constantly emit Tier
x1% of their effect for no cost while held in reserve.
[Shine, my Gentle Heart] (Rare): (Flow)/Oath (Likely to hybridize to Flow/Oath)
Conditions Met? Test of Purity: {Yes.} Test of Charity: {Yes.} Test of Valour: {Yes.}
When the whole world tries to guard only itself, often with very good reason, it would take an exceptional woman indeed to turn that logic on its head. You do not strive for shallow glory, but unblemished Goodness. Others shall call you foolish whilst secretly wishing they could climb half as high as your valour. For when life demands that you compromise to match it, you shall answer with an inner illuminating brilliance that can never be smothered. Where a hundred thousand men say the only solution is violence, you are the one woman who can reach a tyrant's heart. Meek and strong alike shall look to you for moral guidance. Heal wounds the eye cannot see. Sway the most despicable back toward the light. Take your small flickering candle of love; set the world ablaze.
Lvl 0: {Affective Radiance}: Sense other people/creatures' desires and emotional attachments. Influence the way they feel about things.
[Limited Coordinate] (Rare): (Concordance)
Variables must be contained. Diligent management of mediums for propagation and proper institution of transfer bottlenecks can help prevent undesirable consequence cascades. The current circumstances are too complex with too many moving parts; the equation must be simplified. Number of autonomous actors and relative gravitic weight can be efficiently whittled down with optimised application of existing leverage at appropriate juncture points. Too much external free will, not enough control. Immediate remedy must be applied.
Lvl 0: {Obstructive Insight}: Intuition on how to keep systems isolated and processes causally separate.
[The Path walked Alone] (Rare): (Flow/Concordance)
The burden of responsibility is heavy, it is not right to ask another to carry it. You place your own life and happiness on the altar to be the one who stands up in the time of need. Children will play innocent and free in their homes whilst you do what must be done in far off places. Their minds and futures kept safe whilst yours are fashioned into implements of war. No man can find firm ground near you, perception and predication both twisting against him. You will go where things must be ended, and walk out alone. Perhaps one day the world shall not need your gift any longer, until then, you pay the price with grim determination.
Lvl 0: {Agony Bomb}: Intersect Flow and Tension Lines. Massively upscales all possible short-term futures where people suffer great pain. Targets friendlies and hostiles indiscriminately.
[D̵̘̹́͝iss̷̝̰̿͌oĺ̷̤̪͑u̷͕͚̓tio̶͕͉͐̀n of ̵̝͆̌ th̴͈̋̒e̷͈͆͌ Se̸̯̺̎l̵̻͙̎f] (Apotheotic): (???) (Maw)
I s̶͍̮̈c̴͚̩̄͐rea̸̛̠̥͝ḿ̴̧̞! I̷̞͔̔t c̸̺̍la̴͕̓͠ẁ̵̱͝s̷̥̹̾! We̴̱̥͂ ̷̜̫́̿biṫ̵̟͘ͅe!̶̰̀̇ G̴̺̓i̴͖̅͘v̵̡͒̒e̴̡͚͝ y̴̖̝͘ou̷̖͑r̶͚̺̄͝sel̷̗̊f t̴͚͆ȯ̶̯ me Ĺ̸͖̣͘ill̶̩͌y. T̷̹̱͝h̶͙̼̆̕ĕ̶̗̝̆y d̸̟͒́em̴̪͇̈͝a̴̪̿̇n̷͕͂͝d̶̫̤̄̒ it.̷͎͚̊ ̵̝̲̎If y̷͚͒oű̶̢̲ d̷̙̋ỏ̴̰͉n'̸̨̧̎t̴͐͜ c̸͈̭͊h̸̞̤͆̿o̷͕̓os̷̢̚ë̵̡̤́ m̷̡̛̝é̴̯̚ t̵̩͇͂̆han̸̛ͅ I ẁ̸̨͓ḭ̶̥̆͊ll eat̶͚́͠ yò̶̰͔̔u̵̗̽̾ͅr f̴͕̉ȁ̶̹mily̴̯̠̆͒ ẇ̵͍̽hi̷̱͐̂le̵̫̜̓ m̷͔̄á̷̟k̶̮͑̈́ï̵̦̣n̶̹̠̒g̷͉͐ yơ̵̖͖̅u w̸̮̌͘a̵̤͇̎̑tch. You̵̖̜͊̋ wiĺ̵͙̯̄l̶̳͎̏ beg for t̷̖́he p̶̨̓ȓ̷̟̼̆ḯ̸̳̑v̴͔̈́ileg̵̛̟͉e tō̸̙̆ DI̵̧͐Ë̷̼̝́, bư̴̞t ḭ̴̢̈̚n̵͖̍st̴̞͆ead I will r̷͓̀́ȩ̶̓̿m̶̭̠̏ake yoû̴̫̣͛ i̷͑ͅn̸̨̩̈́to a̵̺̥͂ b̶͗͜r̸̪̈̅ọ̵̰͆ken̵̨̝͑͠ p̵̙͔̒ḷ̷̛ă̶͍̠̚y̶̪͗̑thing untī̶͉̩l̵̟͐͝ t̵̟̙̎͛h̴̰̕e en̵̝͊͠d ŏ̵ͅf̸̼̊͑ ̷̞̫̈t̶̯́imë̸̪͝.̸̛̰̠ I am c̴̞̃o̷̹̼̓̄m̵͔̂̄ȋ̶͍̯̄ng for̸̺̂ y̴̤͗̒o̶̜̙͗u, youn̷̮̑͆g b̵̧̈́l̴͙͔̈ooṁ̷̮͙͑lì̸̗ņ̷͇̂ġ̷͔́. The̸̢̩̊͒ F̸̧͎̎a̷̲̣̅͛l̸̢̈́͜ś̸͔e̸͇͖͐̈́ Divine w̷̭̜̌̍i̶͉͍͗ll not̴͕̃͜ p̵͙̍͊rotect̷̫́̒ ̷̛̪̬̾y̴̗̳̓͠õ̵̭̬ų̷̮̉; D̶͉̀is̵̝̊ͅs̷͓̺͐ọ̶̿l̷̫̣̊̋utio̶̹̰͊́n ̶̮̫̿i̵̼͝s you̵͕̰̇̚r on̸̝͊̈ly̷̯͖̎ salv̶̼͉́̚a̵̖͋̃t̸̘̝̎̕i̵̝͌̇o̷̪͛̾n̷̟̈. CH̸̭̜̔͗o̵̲͚͊Ö̷̞́͂sẽ̶̩͔́ ṃ̸͌͜E F̶̜̀E̴̡͘ed m̸̝͛E CH̷̦̀oO̷̧̧͒͝s̸̗̉ė̷͕ mĔ̴̼̟̍ F̸̪̗̉E̷̱̜̿̚e̴͕̾d̸̟̟̓͛ mÈ̴̲̖ C̴̪̍͝HoOș̵͇̇́e̵̥̖͑̓ m̴̝̿Ȩ̴̘͐ FĒ̶͙̬ed m̵̄ͅE! T̸̹͂́ͅỏ̴̟͔̅g̸̯̓é̷͎̿th̴̫̣̏̏e̴͍̤̅̊r̴̡̙͑ we shą̸̈́l̴̩͉̋l̸̻͂ f̵̱̅͜eḁ̷̄s̷͍̭͊t ẁ̸̰̋i̶͙͒͝ͅt̵̡̊hoȕ̶̢t en̵͚͋̍d̵̦̏!̶͙̫̍͝
