msem-instigator

Many worlds were under Phyrexian tyranny long before Jeska began her crusade, but she managed to instill the spark of rebellion in some of them, prompting their denizens to rise up and battle their oppressors.

The faithful looked upon the silent, silicon heart. In its circuits was salvation. Here was divinity, reignited at last.

“Your elaborate spellwork I can undo and replicate effortlessly with artifice. And to think you call yourself a mage.”

“I can counter every trick you know, and many more besides. Let's just move on to the part where you give up, yeah?”

You have our attention. Most unwise.

“Give to us all the resolve needed to purify Mious. Give me the strength to atone for my sins.”
—Bahum, praying to Bahet

“Practice doesn't quite make perfect, but it'll get me close enough for now.”
—Sartha, the prodigy

Those with the most to lose celebrate the most recklessly.

The sundancers had given everything, and received nothing in return. Yet still, they persisted in their delusion.

Peacebringer, the ceremonial mace of the angel Mehani, was evidently more than just sacred regalia.

Despite the lives, limbs, and reputations lost, claims to the imperial throne persisted until the royal covenant itself failed.

“Ignorance is bliss, after all.”
—“Amy's Terrible, No-Good, Very Bad Night”

There was always someone greater.

There was a time, long ago, when the glimpse of an angel was considered a good omen.

“Sythian arrogance presents a clear and present danger to our security.”

“You can keep your tools of death. I prefer to stick to my strengths.”

In a way, angels need demons. If not for the threat of the Abyss, would humanity sacrifice so much to obey?

“Request rejected with prejudice.”