now you know. and the sloths are waking up. and man is waking up. and the vigor of the half-sloth tribes will be rekindled. none shall stand.
you will know them be the trail of fallen angels...
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| many of you are probably asking, "why?", "why the deception?". "i know that sloths can't just be cute fuzzy forest creatures. theres something more there. i feel it." well, you're right. first of all, sloths are things (and i use this word out of lack of a fitting word, because even such unspecific terms as 'thing' or 'it' can barely grasp the scope of sloth's...'it'ness) that are much older than this world. in the beginning, as they say, there were sloths. and sloths moved the earth into mountains and oceans and caves and everything. and lo, the sloths dwelled upon their creation and created man. the first men, the men who's, to this day, bloodline most closely follows that of the sloth. but something had been brewing. bacteria had formed, ameobas had formed, fish had formed, reptiles had formed, mammals had formed, and from the ashes rose false-man. and false-man had learned to harness fire and tools and beasts and as a result was very vein. false-man thought he was the most advanced creature because he had cities, and roads, and wars. and then something unexpected happened. the exalted fell. the bloodline of the sloth fell from glory. man forged a religion. religion was a tool of false-man. no longer immortal, man declared war on false-man. however, their blood remained unchanged. their work now an incubator, the sloths began to lay down in the earth and stars. the hibernation left no sloth unaffected, and soon man too, was asleep with the sickness of sloth. now you know. and the sloths are waking up. and man is waking up. and the vigor of the half-sloth tribes will be rekindled. none shall stand. you will know them be the trail of fallen angels... |
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