Darkness surrounds you, and every decision you make draws you closer to your destiny. You cannot fight against prophecy and soon you shall usher in The End of All Things. Fire will rain from the sky, lakes will boil, and dark eldritch majiks will burn the life from the land. After all’s said and done you’re going to be holding your face in your hands, crying over what you’ve done to this world with your foolish quest for knowledge as the sanity slips from your twisted form. Roll with it! And don’t forget to treat yourself once in a while. You’ve earned it.