He was abandoned, and then he returned.
He fought her, and then forgave her.
He failed her, and then forgave us.
He stayed to guide us, and fought what we could not.
He was a new god, and a new hope.
Where are you? Where have you gone?
Will you be our sword again? Will you return to us?
Will you come back to wipe the slate clean, and finally put our sins to rest?
-heretical writings of Inquisitor Voronum- of the cult of the Fallen Brother