As the months passed since Hajamin's return, it was noticed by many that
His behavior was becoming increasingly erratic The first to raise
suspicions was the curious Paladin squire Dayan, though he was quickly
brushed off by the veteran Paladins. Soon, those closest to the Golden
Lord began to suspect something was amiss as well, in particular Narsrim
D'cente` and his husband Soll Peulus. Despite the essence brought to the
Elder God by His supplicants, He never seemed to recover His strength to
any notable degree. Paradoxically, the Elder God seemed to grow weaker
over time, and He became increasingly demanding of corpses to feed
Himself, going so far as to feast gruesomely on them in front of His
horrified followers.

Matters came to a head when the pale Elder God appeared above His temple
and beseeched Lyreth, the Sidereal Prince, for aid. Lyreth appeared to
offer Hajamin some of His divine essence, but Hajamin quickly seized the
hapless Lyreth and overpowered Him, drawing him into a deadly embrace as
He began to draw the essence out of the struggling body of Lyreth. When
all seemed lost, Terentia appeared and threw Herself at Hajamin in a
flurry of strikes, trying to drive Him away from Lyreth. Unable to fend
Terentia off in His weakened state, Hajamin fled back to His floating
temple, where he had raised a powerful barrier than prevented any of the
other Elder Gods from pursuing Him.

The Star Council of New Celest convened and cast Hajamin out from the
divine consulate of the principality, and soon after He appeared before
a gathering of citizens upon the Holy Plane of Celestia. Much restored,
Hajamin broke down and wept before the mortals, begging their
forgiveness for His deeds, and pleading with them to restore Him to the
divine consulate. There was much debate, and many were swayed by the
tormented words of the Golden Lord, who spoke of horrific nightmares
that had become reality, but in the end they refused to admit him back
to the city. Several swore to aid Him as they could, but Hajamin left
the group in an unconsolable and wretched state.

Days later, Hajamin appeared again over the Inner Sea, this time
beseeching any God who would listen to lend Him their aid. Instead, He
was met with a brutal attack from all of the Elder Gods, and His wounded
body fell inward to His temple, where it crashed resoundingly and
weakened the barriers that protected it. The Elder Gods were firm in
instructed their Divine Orders to ransack the temple and locate the Orb
of the Forgotten, a divine artifact known truly as the Eye of Dynara,
which was apparently sustaining Hajamin's form, however weakened.

The intrepid mortals were taken aback as they entered the much-changed
temple of Hajamin. Hajamin had used the Eye of Dynara to recreate the
temple as He saw fit, reshaping it into an impossible labyrinthine
complex of traps, danger, and death. Within mortals were confronted by
horrible visages - the tortured and mauled form of Veshkal, Terentia's
Avatar, had been strung up gruesomely while still alive and offered to
help the mortals recover the Eye if they found his missing organs. They
did, and came face to face with the Golden Lord's Avatar, a hollow and
ephemeral recreation of His long-missing avatar Aesyra.

She divulged many secrets to the mortals, including the purpose of the
Eye, saying that the Eye of Dynara was lost by Dynara in a battle with
Her sister Magnora, and that what the Eye saw would become reality - or
at least a hollow and perverted shadow of it, doomed to collapse unless
maintained with regular infusions of essence. She chillingly claimed the
Golden Lord had fallen into madness, and that His nightmares had a name
- He called them Legion. The avatar pleaded with the mortals to end her
nightmarish existence, for Hajamin had hidden the Eye within her, and
compelled her to serve as its guardian.

A fierce battle ensued, and in the end it was Kalas Ixion who escaped
with the Eye of Dynara, and handed it over to Charune, the Horned One.
As soon as the Eye was taken from the possession of Hajamin, He appeared
over the Inner Sea and screamed in rage as the illusion that maintained
His form fell apart. Unbeknownst to the majority of mortals, the Golden
Lord had been devoured in the Void by the creature that had once fought
with Terentia and Fain, and had been desperately using the Eye to try
and maintain His tenuous grasp over the consciousness of the creature by
locking it away behind a powerful illusory form.

Bereft of the Eye, Hajamin ruptured and revealed the hideous creature
beneath: a coiling serpent-like mass of multiple wings, limbs, maws, and
eyes that dwarfed even mountains. Terentia attacked the creature
instantly, but was driven back by its overwhelming strength and power.
Thinking the creature to be one of the Soulless Gods returned, She
called out to the Elder Gods, who combined their might and attacked it,
brutally driving it back. In a bizarre twist, the creature called out to
Fain as its old Master, and recognizing the creature Fain quickly
switched sides and joined against the other Elders.

The two were still driven back, and the creature plunged into the depths
of the Sea of Despair and vanished from sight, Fain following after it.
Fain was later sighted in the depths of the sea with a god-like entity
calling itself Morgfyre, the Legion, that spoke in distinctly different
voices. It was soon revealed that Morgfyre was the creature who had
consumed Hajamin in the Void, and was one of the Twelve Traitors who had
followed Fain in the Elder Wars. Morgfyre had spent millennia wandering
the Void and consuming lesser Gods and half-formed alike, growing more
and more twisted over time, leading to the serpent-like form the Basin
had seen. The Legion explained that His true form now lies slumbering
deep beneath the First World, far under the Sea of Despair, and the form
in which He now appeared was only a fleeting illusion.

What the Elder God Charune will do with the powerful Eye of Dynara has
yet to be seen, and what the return of the mysterious and inscrutable
Morgfyre, the Legion, to the First World will hold is still unknown...


Penned by My hand on the 5th of Roarkian, in the year 154 CE.