NGFTestamentofNight

For the ear of the Emperor

I write in my own blood, accepting my death as the seal for this testament.

The ceremony performed on the Vah Shir captive has failed. Our attempt to leash the divine, to merge mortal flesh with the power of the gods has gone awry.

All that is widely known is that both the captive and his masters perished in a mistaken spell. The truth is that the captive transcended somehow, consuming many of your loyal servants with his newfound powers. Our agents seek him, but there is little hope that he will be found. He has escaped and we have failed. We bow before you to accept your judgment. We cannot carry out your command, dread

Emperor. A god cannot be made.