I am an archaeologist, a lover of old things, a seeker of knowledge. It was thus that I found myself in the heart of the ancient city of Akhet, a place shrouded in mystery and steeped in the secrets of a bygone era. My team, a motley crew of experts and misfits, had spent months excavating the ruins, hoping to unearth artifacts that would shed light on the civilization that once thrived there.
And then, we found it.
Hidden beneath the rubble of a once-grand temple, nestled in a forgotten crypt, lay a book unlike any other. Its pages were thick and leather-bound, its cover adorned with intricate symbols that seemed to glow with an otherworldly light. The language was unfamiliar, but the allure of the book was irresistible. I could feel a strange pull towards it, a whisper in the back of my mind urging me to open it, to unlock its secrets.
With trembling hands, I did.
The moment I touched the book, a surge of energy coursed through me, causing my skin to tingle and my eyes to widen. The symbols on the cover seemed to dance before my eyes, their meaning slowly unraveling in my mind. I could feel my intellect expanding, my understanding of the world deepening with every passing moment.
It was a heady sensation, intoxicating and exhilarating. I felt like I could grasp any concept, solve any problem, conquer any challenge. The book had become an extension of my mind, a portal to a vast store of knowledge.
But there was a price to pay for this newfound wisdom. As the days turned into weeks, I began to notice subtle changes in myself. My skin grew paler, my hair lost its luster, and a gauntness settled over my features. I felt a growing hunger, a gnawing emptiness that no amount of food could satisfy.
I realized then that the book had not only enhanced my mind, but it had also transformed me. I was becoming something else, something inhuman, something immortal.
The thought terrified me, but I was powerless to stop it. The book had a hold on me, a grip that tightened with every passing day. I was a prisoner of my own insatiable curiosity, a slave to the knowledge I had so eagerly sought.
But there was one thing I could still do. I could choose how I embraced my transformation. Would I succumb to the darkness, becoming a creature of monstrous hunger and insatiable bloodlust? Or would I find a way to use my newfound immortality for good, to protect the innocent and fight against the forces of evil?
The choice was mine. But could I truly escape the clutches of the Lexicon of Perdition, or was I doomed to forever wander the world, a creature of eternal torment?
Last Updated on December 16, 2023
by DaF Books