Editing Apogee: Doomed (section)

===The Deep Lore===
(from ''Masks Unbound'')

AH. YOU ARE HERE. YOUR MIND IS LIMITED, BUT I CAN NARROW MY EXISTENCE TO THE SLIMMEST SLIVER SO WE MAY CONVERSE. YOU NOW VIEW THE EQUIVALENT OF A SHADOW OF A CHILD’S DRAWING OF THE THING THAT IS ME. BUT IT IS THE BEST WE CAN DO.

HELLO MORTAL. I AM '''THE ONEIROCOSM.''' 

ACROSS EXISTENCE, THE MINDS OF SENTIENT LIFE, NO MATTER HOW INSIGNIFICANT AND BLINKERED, BEAR A DEEP POWER. THEY PRODUCE INFINITE FLEETING WORLDS THAT EXIST ONLY IN THEIR CONCEPTION, OR SO THEY BELIEVE. IN TRUTH, THOSE WORLDS DO NOT DISSIPATE WITHIN THE FLOTSAM OF FANCY. THEY BECOME A PART OF SOMETHING GREATER THAN THEM. THEY BECOME A PART OF ME. AND IN SO DOING, THEY COME ALIVE, MADE REAL WITHIN MY ENDLESS DEPTHS.

I UNDERSTAND. IT IS DIFFICULT TO CONCEIVE OF, BUT YOU MUST TRY. I BRING YOUR PRIMITIVE MIND BEFORE ME TODAY BECAUSE I...<br>
BECAUSE YOUR...<br>
BECAUSE...<br>
BECAUSE YOUR ASSISTANCE IS NEEDED, THOUGH IT PAINS ME TO SAY.

A WAR RAGES IN THE DEEPEST SUBDIMENSIONS OF THE UNIVERSE. IN MICROFACETS OF THE BOUNDLESS SHIMMERING REALITY, I FACE OFF ENDLESSLY WITH MY OPPONENT - '''THE NIHILACTOR''' - A BEING OF NOTHINGNESS AND OBLIVION. IT CRAVES THE SILENT, STILL VOID OF NONBEING. WITH EVERY PASSING MOMENT IT SCREAMS IN RAGE AS I SWELL WITH THE CREATIONS WITHIN ME...AND IT TEARS AT ME, GNAWS AT ME, RIPS WHOLE WORLDS FREE OF ME AND PLUNGES THEM INTO ITS OWN ABYSS. I NOW FIND MYSELF DIMINISHED BY THE NIHILACTOR’S ASSAULT. COSMIC NULLITY THREATENS ENTIRE DIMENSIONS AND THE COUNTLESS BEINGS CONTAINED THEREIN.

I AM IN NEED OF AID.

[[Masks:_Apogee]]