The Chronicler of Antediluvia: Long ago, before
the Third Great Cataclysm reshaped the face of
creation, one nation rose above all others in the
antediluvian world... Atlantis.

The Atlantean Quorum: Hear the call Atlanteans,
proud we stand forever, Mightiest of warriors, we
sail across the sea. Conquering the ancient world,
a legacy eternal, Raise the arcane sigil high,
steel and sorcery! Blessed with immortality,
dreaming spires of majesty, glory crowns our
destiny!

The Host of Z'xulth: Your realm is lost... it
shall be devoured by the sea!

The Chronicler of Antediluvia: And so it was
written in the stars, astride the world would
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And yet disturbingly, another voice, a wholly
darker and more malevolent presence, can be
perceived lurking within the ancient body of the
inscriptions, an ominous tone which prophesizes
doom and ruination for the Atlantean realm,
speaking of a disastrous cataclysm foretold in the
stars when the sun would burn black and the agents
of some unfathomable evil would besiege Atlantis,
ultimately compelling the seas to rise and devour
the continent, leaving no trace of the glory which
once was. These passages seem to have been
deliberately obscured, and this fact combined with
the passage of countless aeons and the embrace of
the eternally shifting sands lamentably prevents
me from translating the inscriptions on the
fragment any further.