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All creation is forged through destruction, the end bringing forth the beginning, the beginning returning to the end. You will be the end of things, En Sabah Nur. Armies will dream of your demise, curse you, fear you. But all creation must crash against the Eternal Shore in order to thrive and grow. If you can endure it, then say the words.
I am the rocks of the Eternal Shore! Crash against me and be broken!!!