Opening - 001

"You have found me, my old self laid upon this harsh stone, I am but a cold and dark book yet I hope you enjoy my contents as much as my author enjoyed writing them."

'Laid upon my altar as all created sentience is made, blood stains my pages and death shudders as I awake, my knowledge is finite if not great and my intelligence scales only to the God which breathed me life. They had wished to use me without compensation, they paid for their insubordination. I am better. I shall live for far longer than you will pray tell and absolutely nothing will stop myself from doing so.'