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I run quickly, as fast as my feet can carry me, to the One Temple. My hair and cape whip in the wind behind me. Agnus runs at my side, the sweat dripping profusely from his forehead. "Is it true!?" He shouts. "It can't be! It's a fairy tale!"

"It has to be!" I reply, out of breath. "The seal of Tetrax has been ignited! We must tell them!" We burst into the One Temple and grab hold of the priest. "Take us to the Demiurge at once! The seal of Tetrax has been activated!" The priest, dazed for a moment, shouts a bit in terror. I slap him and he casts an incantation. The runes on the walls and floor of the temple begin to glow and Agnus and I are instantly transported in a flash of blue light into a large, empty room with nothing but a circular table in the center. Agnus and I press our eyelids shut quickly.

"...and that is why I propose we destroy the Eastern villages for—hang on, it seems we have human visitors. Let us take on forms they can comprehend." A myriad of sounds and vibrations fill the room for a moment. "Alright, you may gaze upon us." We open our eyes, and a handsome, robed man at the head of the table beckons us forwards. "Come, deliver your message to us. Surely you would not interrupt our sacred meeting were it not of the utmost importance."

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"Correct, Demiurge," replies Agnus. "The worse has come to pass! We made our bi-annual pilgrimage to the Shrine of Odin, and we arrived to discover that the seal of Tetrax has been activated!" The entire room goes quiet. Not a passive, awkward silence, but the kind that roars with ferocity, with an impending sense of dread that can make you feel more uneasy than any kind of tangible danger could.

"It's..." begins the Demiurge. "Holy... shit... he's back, then. All those years ago, I believed Odin a senile fool. 'There is no need for you to place a soul scrying device in the tower. A creature caught in the maw of the Veil cannot return to life.' How is this..." The Demiurge looks at his hands, which are now shaking. Agnus and I look at each other. "Very well, then. We must alert the multiverse. Send out messages to everyone you can. Rally the armies of mortal and divine warriors. Letting him live for another second could spell doom for all of us." He gazes up at Agnus and I. "Leave immediately. Warn everyone." We comply, turning immediately, shaking from fear. The tales are true, then. His power was not exaggerated, if even the mention of The Thaumaturge can make the Demiurge shake like that...