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Public News Post #1987

XP: A rebuttal to whatever that was meant to mean

Written by: Primarch Shango D'Cente, Dark Animus of the Machine
Date: Monday, April 22nd, 2024
Addressed to: Everyone


To the very young,

I applaud you reaching the state of Cultural Minister. But please do seek to better compose yourself before making public statements, as though anyone had asked. It is fortunate I was able to decipher your meaning but honestly, none had asked. Your role is that of internal cultural development, leave public relations to the better read among your nation next time.

As to such bold...declarations once they were able to be dredged up from your alchoholic induced stupor, you will find the dead can still rise higher than those that perpetually lounge in oblivious stares whilst calling it Enlightenment. Though I do take offense to the claim that the Engine of Transformation has offered nothing to Gaudiguch or its development, and shall recall such sentiments going forward for the short lived memories of those of your apparent ilk. Harsh words from those that have benefited so much from the efforts of others, indeed. Magnagora is, at least, well used to not being welcome no matter what value we actually offer in potential or realization, so it no surprise or loss for us to read the poorly formatted decree issued to the undermining of your own Freedom Council for not being the ones to speak it. We'll be just fine with the Cultural Centre efforts we actually put forth.

Well, perhaps not yourself, young Llahnwyhn, for I fear you have not existed outside of the Portal long enough to know much of where the skills, Essence, Power, and past glories may have garnered assistance from. Seek Enlightenment and see beyond the immediate sight before you next you wish to slander a whole nation, though we all know you will not and will speak out of turn shortly after this if your betters do not stay your quill.

The rest of the Basin know me. Make a name for yourself a bit more that the stains you would garnish others with does not just slide off into your own face.


Ever harmlessly,


Primarch Shango D'Cente

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Vestian, in the year 676 CE.


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