Epilogue

<br>XERXES:<br>Such devastation, master...<br>A mighty civilization destroyed in the blinking of an eye...<br>decimated by the madness of a rogue demi-god...<br><br>ALTARUS:<br>Indeed, my young apprentice.<br>Ancient Mu was annihilated utterly...<br>cast to the same shark-haunted grave as would<br>one day embrace Atlantis, Lemuria...<br>and even proud and noble Hyperborea.<br><br>XERXES:<br>And what became of the treacherous one...<br>the Chaos-dog Zurra?<br><br>ALTARUS:<br>He was consumed by his own darksome power, young Xerxes.<br>A splinter of his consciousness was returned to the<br>prison beneath the Mare Imbrium,<br>while another echo of his being was dispersed<br>along the filaments of the space-time matrix<br>to a period before the first battle in the War of the Lexicon was even fought.<br>The primary facet of the black-hearted Zurra was condemned<br>to a limbo of such unimaginable tortuous magnitude,<br>that it made the horrors endured by dread Angsaar himself<br>seem like naught but a lover`s caress in comparison.<br><br>XERXES:<br>Such power as was wielded by Zurra corrupted his heart, master.<br>His quest for the Lexicon was not a desire<br>born of the eternal search for cosmic enlightenment,<br>but rather of a vain hope that such elucidation<br>would allow him to understand the horrors which blighted his own immortal soul...<br><br>ALTARUS:<br>You may yet one day understand<br>the intricacies of the sidereal web, young apprentice.<br>Come... the mists once again cloud the great cosmic eye,<br>and the vista darkens for today.<br>But rest assured, my youthful neophyte...<br>there are many more stories in this vast, eternal saga yet to be told...