The ghost of Chejop Kejak from another fate, he was lost in mythical currents for an era, then landed. His freshly-murdered corpse dropped on the rim of the mount of oblivion, where ghost-emanations filled his undead longs with noxious fumes. Upon waking as a ghost, surprised, a bit disappointed, this long-suffering Sidereal felt there were many troubles he was uniquely suited to address, even as he felt his former ruler/pawn/something more complicated, and her shocking "husband".
I am , I have brought low more Chosen than you know exist, I have come to end their reign of unjust privilege! Fear me.
— Report to the Convention on Death, addendum.
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