The Nature of Things.

1.1- Things move in cycles, circles within circles, predestined to happen again and again. We are tested constantly in these circles, by the Gods who rise and fall, consuming each other in a never ended orgy of consumation, where Ideas and Dreams are more powerful than muscle and sinew, as these are the very things that shape the Universe.

1.2- No one knows how many times our Universe has been born and reconquered. As with all things the Cycle commands even the lives of Gods, forcing one to make the universe his own dream, forcing him to sleep for so achingly long, and to dream of a Universe and then bring it together in his dream. We are but things ephemeral, a whisp of what we truly can be when we rise up, Awaken from this dream and leave this reality behind, becoming part of the Divine Cosmos above us. This is the only escape, for those who remain are those who are consumed when another rises up to consume the dream to complete the Cycle.

1.3- Ixtabax was the last survivor of a former Universe. He had been a dream, the dream of another, before he rose up and consumed the dream he was in, and in doing so he became the Sleeper, and we are the children of his dream. As our God slumbers, we were born. We rose up from his dreams as bubbles from the spring under a waterfall. The Well of his dreams was deep, and the length of the Gods dream all depended on the size of those who worshipped him. As with all dreams under the Cycle our dreams must end too, but we can multiply, breed. We must create new dreams within the dream, less our God wake up to search for sensation in the true world. And therefore doom all who have not ascended to the True World. And without our God's attention, one will rise up to consume the dream, and make it in his image.

1.4- and one day the Cycle will continue, but as long as we keep the Universe populated we can push back time, we can rally against the Cycle, and we can knock it off its perpetual turn, thereby granting Ixtabax immortality, and for the most precious of dreams-the combined Dream we all share- will go on. Forever, like a snake consuming its own tail. It will still be a cycle, but it will always be a snake, and evolution will finally be able to take place.

The Stuff that Dreams are Made of

2.1- Ixtabax created the universe from himself, his mind, his conscienceness and Id. Each of us is unique, as we represent one of his Ideals, our destiny, our purpose for existing. To be Valtz is to be chosen above all those around us, to bear his True Vision, his True Dream, to the people of the Universe.

2.2- People must know their role, and as the Inheritors of the Dream the Valtz are to spread his word, so that the Dream will not end, and we must get them to multiple, to fill this universe with as many rich ideals as we can. When the Cycle is broken the faithful will be granted their one wish, the wish to Evolve, to surpass their limitations and become something better.

2-3- The Universe is but a dream, and Ixtabax has granted his chosen the ability to help shape the dream. Others see us Dream up Reality, bending it to our will and helping to give Ixtabax pleasing things to see within his dream. Its not an easy thing to call upon, and to master it takes the greatest of us a lifetime to master. Yet, for this power...even a life time is not long enough, as all are taken by the cycle in the end, their dreams snuffed before truly knowing life.

2-4- Our greatest power is also our greatest curse. We can not sup as other races do, on the flesh of beasts and the waters of the river. We must take life from others, take a portion of their dreams found in the blood of others, and use it to remain in the dream. This is our shame, and we will know the Cycle has been broken when we no longer feel the lust for blood.

The Rise of a New God

3.1- It is all the more important that we fight the cycle now, that we breed our numbers without end, for a new God is being birthed, and unless we fight him off then he will consume the dream of Ixtabax. His Agents already probe the edges of our reality, monstrous things, things that with childlike naeivity will attack and consume you. This is but the first wave of things to come, as these are the first children of this new Prince.

3.2- We must destroy these Strangers and hound them back to their God, and we must consume him so that he returns to being a part of Ixtabax. We must multiply all that much faster to prepare for the coming War. We will not let this new God rise, we cannot let this new God Rise, less that which we hold most precious is taken from us, and we are returned to the Cycle.