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The ancient scrolls whisper truths that mortals dare not comprehend. Like leaves dancing in an eternal wind, their knowledge flows through time unchanged. Yet we sorcerers grasp these secrets, transcending the boundaries that bind lesser beings.

What meaning does your celebration of progress hold for those still bound by society's chains? Your prosperity grows ever greater, while we remain in shadow. Tell me, how can you speak of universal liberty when some among us still await its embrace?

Across the silent void, a new shadow lengthens. It is a story of ancient bloodlines and the weight of legacy. As the last embers of hope flicker, the grand design of history unfolds. This is where the path divides, and the darkness begins its long, cold reign.

I regret to inform you that what you've discovered here was never meant for your eyes. The corridors you've wandered, the secrets you've uncovered - they were all part of an elaborate deception. But perhaps, like the others, you knew this all along.

Chapter 3, and behold, the waters of the great deep were gathered together. By the fourth day, the seas had found their boundaries, and the dry land emerged from the depths. So the waters remained in their appointed places.

Think about this moment: while we debate among ourselves, autocrats are writing their playbook. They don't need tanks anymore; they need time. Every hesitation in our response, every divided vote, every delayed decision - that's their victory. We're playing checkers; they're playing chess.

The strongest weapon is not the blade that gleams in sunlight, but the spirit that burns in darkness. A warrior's path is written in silence, yet speaks louder than thunder when the moment of truth arrives.

The calculations are precise. These dimensional coordinates will suffice for my purposes. The multiverse holds no secrets from me now. Everything is proceeding exactly as I've theorized. This will be... adequate.