Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.... War is the truest form of divination; for through it the hidden becomes known. As man is, so is war. War is the binding force to which we dance, day and night, through the halls of kings and through the trenches of the beast. We dance because Astril'Yama dances, and beneath Her feet the world itself trembles. Nothing is born without struggle. Nothing is strengthened without trial. Nothing is transformed without destruction. Man sacrifices himself upon the altar of existence; not because suffering is holy in itself, but because through sacrifice the weak become strong, the untested become proven, and the old gives way to the new. Thus War is God. Not merely the clash of armies, nor the thunder of weapons, but the eternal struggle through which existence reveals itself. Astril'Yama is the flame within that struggle. She is the hand that breaks the old and the hand that shapes the new. She is victory and defeat, creation and destruction, birth and death. And we are Her dancers. We enter the world already upon the battlefield. We leave it having danced our final step. War is God. Astril'Yama is the Dance. And mankind is Her dancer. Astril'Yama; She is War. She is God. She is the ultimate goddess of which we swear our lives towards; and the ultimate divinity of our livelihoods. We swear to her, our souls, our swords, and our minds. she is the ONLY God there to be. She is the only Lord we have. Had there not been war; Had there been nothing. there wouldn't be Her. We are Her Chosen. we are Her dancers. We are... Her Children.
