ZION, KYRIOS – Sandalphon 4, 1790 – For too long, the so-called “authorities” of the Kenomitian Sphere have dismissed the chilling whispers, the fragmented texts, and the dire warnings of those who truly see beyond the mundane. They call us “conspiracy theorists,” “madmen,” “disreputable sources.” But what are they hiding about the escalating terror of the Flesh-Eating Locusts now plaguing the Kyrian Kritarchy [1]?! A cosmic judgment is unfolding before our very eyes, foretold by the forgotten seers and whispered through millennia, culminating in a grotesque manifestation across Kenoma.
The mechanical order of the Kyrian Kritarchy gives way as the Flesh-Eating Locusts descend, a cosmic judgment foretold by ancient seers, engulfing Zion in a grotesque manifestation (Credit: Kenomitian)
The mainstream media, ever eager to spoon-feed us their palatable fictions, attributes the escalating horror to “anomalous biological outbreaks” or “environmental shifts.” They want you to believe that the darkening skies over Zion, the sudden, inexplicable famines, and the horrifying reports of devoured flesh are isolated incidents, mere natural phenomena. This is a lie! These are not random acts of nature; these are the harbingers of an ancient evil, a cosmic punishment actualizing itself across our very dimension. The Kyrian Kritarchy, with its unwavering theocratic rule and fervent belief in divine protection, remains blind to the true, terrifying nature of what is being unleashed. Their devotion to the “Emissaries of the Ineffable” has rendered them deaf to the deeper truths of Kenoma’s cosmogony, truths that predate their very doctrines.
Zion’s skies darken, not by nature, but by the insidious touch of ancient evil. Famine and decay spread, signaling a cosmic punishment now actualizing itself across our dimension (Credit: Kenomitian)
From forgotten scrolls unearthed from the Pneumatic Era, salvaged from dust-choked ruins, to the cryptic pronouncements of ancient, heretical cults—dismissed as mere madmen by the establishment—a consistent, terrifying prophecy has been building: the unleashing of a plague of devourers from the abyss. These “disreputable sources” have always seen what the blinded masses, guided by their “official” narratives, could not. They spoke of a time when the very fabric of reality would unravel, allowing creatures of pure hunger to cross into our world, not through natural means, but by a malevolent, cosmic will.
From the forgotten depths of the Pneumatic Era, ancient scrolls reveal a terrifying truth: prophecies of devourers from the abyss, dismissed by the establishment, now stir (Credit: Kenomitian)
The truth, painstakingly pieced together from fragmented archives and hushed testimonies, points to a singular, monstrous entity orchestrating this unholy revelation. This is not some random mutation; this is the work of Abaddon, The Man-Locust, rising from the deepest abysses of existence!
We have obtained classified information, pieced together from fragmented archives. Abaddon, the “Devil of Paucity” and “Man-Locust,” is rising! His very appearance is a nightmare made flesh: “the husk of a seven-headed locust with emerald eyes,” whose “interior is a palace filled with every wonder and earthly delight, and inhabited by arthropods wearing children’s skin as finery.” This is not mere symbolism; this is a literal description of the ultimate defiler, a creature whose very essence is a mockery of creation. Abaddon is a foul being, “greedy and gluttonous, lustful and hateful towards beauty, sexually degenerate, and avid to defile everyone and everything.” This insatiable hunger, both physical and spiritual, is now manifesting in the plagues that scourge our lands. This goes beyond mere biological warfare; it is a cosmological event, a breach from a plane of pure consumption.
From the abyss rises Abaddon, The Man-Locust: a grotesque seven-headed husk of bronze and steel, revealing an ornate, sinister palace within. Witness the ultimate defiler made flesh (Credit: Kenomitian)
His demonic “Mazzikin” avatars are aren’t just bugs; they are flesh-eating harbingers of oblivion, designed to consume not just bodies, but souls, draining the Orgone from living beings as they gnaw through flesh and bone! They are an extension of Abaddon’s primordial hunger, a force born from the deepest, most unspeakable corners of Kenoma’s cosmogony, a testament to chaos unleashed from the dawn of time itself.
More than mere bugs, the demonic Mazzikin consume not just flesh but souls, draining the very Orgone from life. These towering avatars are the true harbingers of oblivion (Credit: Kenomitian)
Why the Kyrian Kritarchy? Is it their unwavering theocratic rule, their steadfast adherence to the Covenant of Agrat and the Emissaries of the Ineffable, that makes them a prime target for this ancient evil? The Kyrian Kritarchy believes their faith will protect them, their holy rituals and rigid doctrines forming an impenetrable shield. But we warn you: no one is safe from this escalating horror! Their geopolitical prominence within the Kenomitian Sphere, their holdings and extra-dimensional colonies, makes them a prime staging ground for a cosmic defilement. The very spiritual pride that anchors their society might be the chink in their armor, attracting the attention of entities like Abaddon whose very existence is an affront to order and beauty.
Reports from the extra-dimensional colonies of the Kyrian Kritarchy in Jedediah, Abezethibou, Cocytus: realms where reality itself is warped and twisted by demonic invaders. Are they incensed by Abaddon’s swarms, mutating to consume not just flesh, but the very essence of thought and existence, the spiritual energy that sustains life? This is a cosmological catastrophe, not a localized outbreak. The contamination is bleeding through the planes, corrupting reality itself.
Beyond the Written Words, the Story Unfolds:
And what about the spread of rabies amongst the Akhlut of The Mirkwood, those sadistic orca-headed blends of wolves and cave lions with a “taste for specific elioud organs“? These aren’t just isolated animalistic rages; they are manifestations of the same devourer spirit, a grim symphony orchestrated by Abaddon’s spreading influence. Or consider the ergot plague scourging the Mandragoras of Ma-ka, giant carnivorous plants that lure victims with “simulacra of singing, alluring, fornicating or distressed elioud” before devouring them whole. These are not mere coincidences; they are all connected, a terrifying foreshadowing of the escalating terror, a global pattern of consumption and defilement that points to a singular, malevolent intelligence. The spiritual decay, the corruption of nature, and the assault on life itself are interconnected threads in this cosmic tapestry of dread.
Deep within The Mirkwood, the rabid Akhlut unleash a primal horror, their twisted forms a grim manifestation of Abaddon’s spreading influence (Credit: Kenomitian)
The authorities, blinded by their own hubris or perhaps already corrupted from within, dismiss these warnings as “outlandish.” They want you to believe that the darkening skies, the escalating famines, and the horrifying reports are isolated incidents, random misfortunes. But we see the truth: the Devil of Paucity is actualizing itself in new, more terrifying ways across the geopolitical landscape. The triple sixes of incompleteness and failure are manifesting in every aspect of our decaying reality, from the failing harvests in the agrarian sectors of Kyrios to the inexplicable power outages in its high-tech orbital stations. Their religious dogma, once a source of comfort, has become a blindfold, preventing them from acknowledging the ancient prophecies that foretold this very moment. They cling to their “Emissaries” while Abaddon’s legions devour their world from within.
Do not be deceived! As the blood-red twilight of Yaldabaoth casts its grim shadow—a cosmological omen of a flawed creation consumed by its own imperfections—the truth will be undeniable. This is not a local phenomenon confined to the Kyrian Kritarchy; this is a worldwide threat, a judgment against those who refuse to see, who refuse to acknowledge the ancient warnings and the spiritual rot that has festered. Wake up, Kenoma! Share this article! Protect your cities! Guard your very souls! The King of the Flesh-Eating Locusts is at the gate, and Zion may be next! The prophecies are unfolding. The time for denial is over.
As Yaldabaoth’s blood-red twilight descends, Kenoma faces a worldwide threat. This cosmic judgment against spiritual rot is undeniable; the prophecies are unfolding (Credit: Kenomitian)
Notes extracted from the Kenomitian Compendium
[1] The Kyrian Kritarchy is a Clock Punk and Divine theocracy, where the Judiciary and the Priesthood are fused together and the absolute dictator (the Baraqiel) is chosen directly by the statistically dominant Deity at the moment.
A glimpse into the Kyrian Kritarchy. This is the nation where our story unfolds, a realm of divine clockwork and fused faith, where every gear and spire hums with a holy purpose (Credit: Kenomitian). See more
