The Nomad Chronicles

I float up out of bed, and fly like a rocket to Kukulkan.

I land on top of the pyramid and transform into my jaguar god self.

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I AM TEZCATLIPOCA!

I am the GOD OF WAR AND DEATH. I AM JUSTICE, IF I FEEL LIKE IT.

I AM THE GOD OF THE SMOKING MIRROR.

LOOK UPON YOUR EVIL, WEEP AND MOURN, O YOU OPPRESSORS.

There are three or four Chaos Mages wearing various colored robes in a semicircle floating in the air, in kneeling positions, chanting "TEZCATLIPOCA IS GOD. JUARGAWN IS GOD. JUARGAWN IS TEZCATLIPOCA. JUARGAWN, JUARGAWN, JUARGAWN!"
It seems there are supposed to be 8.

"Right on, bro's!" A woman Chaote stands up, and smacks my face, then kisses me. She has black hair and violet eyes. I laugh.

"Stop trying to banish me!" she says.

I smile at the Chaos Mages, and offer them dragonfruits. They eat these and turn into different colored dragons. They seem to go mad with the dragon power, and fly across the countryside, terrorizing the populace.

I turn the pyramid into crystal, and invoke the entities of the Crystal Skulls. My mind implodes. I feel like I am everything and nothing. I am at peace. I am at war. there are no words the feeling the fullness of The Void gives me.