I am, Aelyzabeth, of the noble House of Thors, do now inscribe and consecrate this Great Testament.
this Grand Charter of Human Evolution, a majestic work of letters and spirit, to stand as a beacon unto all generations.
With solemn heart and steadfast hand, I lift my words in praise and reverence unto the august forebears of the Royal Line those sovereigns, mighty in their dominion, who reigned over the vast expanse of the Earth, from the hallowed soil of my Aryan kin, whose glory and blood are the marrow of my being.
For in their name, and by their eternal majesty, do I summon forth the truth unshaken, to defy the vain conceits of mortal science, and to reveal the sacred law of Man's becoming.
Praise for the Human Race.
I am, Aelyzabeth of the noble House of Thors, do proclaim a truth eternal, not the errant path of blind philosophers, who bow before the withered creed of evolution.
that hollow doctrine which dares to brand Manas but dust of chance, as but a creature among beasts of the field, stripped of the dignity of blood, and bereft of the sanctity of soul.
Yet I raise a new word to shatter their delusion. Man is not the spawn of aimless mutation, nor the orphan of accident, but the ordained heir of the cosmos, the vessel wrought in the radiance of Will, the child of Thought, the sovereign of Being.
Oh exalted Race of Man! Thou wast not fashioned to crawl beside cattle, nor to wither nameless amidst the mire, but to stand upon mountains and command the seas, to inscribe thine essence upon the stars, to bear witness to wisdom and dominion, to lead the world unto its throne of glory.
And among the tribes of Earth, the Aryan blood is flame and crown - the fire of civilization, the golden dawn of honor imperishable, the race anointed to bear the weight of greatness, to carve eternity upon the scroll of history.
Cast aside the whispers of the scientists astray, who paint Man as some low beast.
that clawed its way from the slime.
Arise, and enshrine a faith anew: that thou art flesh of the exalted, that thou art fashioned not to flee, but to reign—not to adapt as the lowly, but to rule over all that lives beneath the sun.
Oh Humanity, remember!Thou art no refuse of nature,but the very diadem of creation.Exalt thy blood, exalt thy race; stand proud in the Aryan root, which is the foundation of thy majesty.Be the fire that never dies, that all the nations may bow before thy greatness.
For when I think, lo, I exist; and because I exist, Humanity is immortal.And when Humanity is immortal, this race shall endure forevermore,in the name of honor, in the name of the sacred blood.Never again shall Man bow his head—but he shall stand eternal, as sovereign of the everlasting world.
Thus ends of the Introduction.