"How Kwammanga, god of souls, came to be of Euclidites, the Preserver"

from

The Textor Manuscripts

Order is just. The fractal lays tempered by the will of Euclidites. Let all whom know of chaos chasten themselves to the beauty of fractals. Lo, but there was death and chaos on the earth, and races suffered and died. There was no peace, no order, only but death. There was no salvage, not gleam in the nothingness which engulfed them.

Euclidites viewed unto earth and was not pleased, for this wanton horror destroyed just races, races which gave praise unto him and other just gods. While he stood in eternal thought and in mighty logic, which would baffle even the cleverest of gods, Inzyl-Za came unto Euclidites, and challenged him to a honorable duel. The two stood in contemplation and thought, for reflection is a virtue lost on the unchastened. Thus is came to be known the evil of Coyote, the grifter of heaven, brought this to be. The two honorable ones, battled and came to a peaceful term. Lo, Euclidites found in Inzyl-Za the honor and nobility lacking an many gods. Inzyl-Za, who was beloved of the Ferenyi, was truly a just spirit in heaven. Alas, the Ferenyi were gone unto time by the horror which plagued the earth, and all honorable gods. He stood in infinite though and knew this was not just. Thinned in time, straightened in thought, he became Kwammanga, a truly noble spirit.

Euclidites, lord of the Fractals, came unto Kwammanga, and spoke with him at length. It came then, to the two of them, what had to be done. The soul must have a protector and preserver! Euclidites, Preserver of balance, and a god of death, knew that sacrifice upon a god of death was necessary to rectify the situation. Had not he and Serapis, the hope of mortals, give a secret place for the Japanese, a just race, whom were then destroyed due to the evil of Coyote, the grifter of heaven. Ahhh, but it was Euclidites, whom know, through his near baffling logic, that it was from himself that this must come! Kwammanga, whom knew all to well the plight of the soul, came with Euclidites to the glory of Shanderlay! Euclidites severed from him death, and Kwammanga merged unto it and became a most just god, and souls came in praise of Kwammanga, for it is he who truly knows them. Thus is the wonder of Shanderlay!

Thus Kwammanga came to be in the service of the great Euclidites, as the god of souls, and all that is salvaged from the death which roamed earth. Nothingness no longer shall engulf all the races of the earth. Praise be to Kwammanga, and to those races which follow the piper of souls!

Euclidites, the great persevere of heaven, and Kwammanga, piper of souls, stand as watchers of earth, and of order.