Ankrahun temple

[Fox Mc Cloud]

So the seven were banished to the depths of seven cursed tombs. There they are waiting, imprisoned for eternity.
One was buried outside the city in the shadows of the south-eastern tower, close to the pharaoh yet forever banished from his grace.
One was buried in the ancient ruins far to the north, a tribute to her love for all that is old.
One was buried at the tar pits. Blackness engulfed his withering heart, and blackness shall engulf his final demise.
One was buried in the fields of stone. His will was as hard as a rock, so lifeless stone will cause his fall.
One was buried near the Mountain, between its eternal body and a small stony hill, so that his rest may be eternal and unrelenting like the mountain he loved so much.
One was buried somewhere on the peninsula to the south, so that his restless slumber might be soothed by the murmuring of the waves.
One was buried not far to the north of the oasis. He was the one who found it most difficult to part from this world.
The sands of the desert swallowed them all and sealed their fate. They are lost and yet they are denied the peace of true death.
This is the fate of those who draw the wrath of the pharaoh on themselves.

[Fox Mc Cloud]

The Uthun, formed from our memories, is especially vulnerable to the Akh's dominion. It is always its first victim, the first to fall for its pathetic needs and its badly-chosen priorities. And so the Uthun falls prey to the Akh's temptations. Once the Uthun is tainted the Akh is sure to come next. The Akh is inadequately translated as 'soul' into this language. It is the unseen spiritual centre hidden deep in all that is alive, and it is each living creature's most prized possession. It is the very essence of being. And it is our most vulnerable part.

[Fox Mc Cloud]

The Akh'rah Uthun is the unity of that which cannot be united. The flawed Akh, which is our anchor to this mundane world, is generally weak. By giving in to the needs of the physical Akh, the Rah and the Uthun become enslaved to this world, even though their potential is such that they could transcend the physical world. However, the greatest flaw the Akh suffers from is its mortality. Why should we seek to satisfy its puny needs and its trivial urges if we know it is doomed to die? Yet this is how the Akh holds our spirit captive. It slowly poisons both the Rah as well as the Uthun.

[Fox Mc Cloud]

Time is of no importance to the dead. To understand the concept of time is to understand the cruel trick the gods played on all mortals. Just because it pleased them to do so they stripped all living creatures of their immortality, thus turning anything they hope to achieve into futile ambition. For what is left to hope for if you know the sands of time are moving relentlessly in your hourglass, and that death will be the end of all? Whatever a mortal can hope to achieve time will take from him eventually, and all his hardships and his glorious achievements will be just a distant memory in an indifferent world.

[Fox Mc Cloud]

Cursed be the Akh, for it diverts our attention to things that are but trivial and transitory! Too many fail in their quests for ascension because they give in to their akhs' temptations. If only they knew that ascension holds the key to all our grievances! Only by ascending can we redeem the akh from its mortal bounds and free the Rah and the Uthun to strive for divinity. For each mortal creature holds the key to divinity, to be a god of his own right.
Unfortunately, the so-called gods are jealous. They do not want the mortals to take what they think is rightfully theirs. It is because of this that they have instructed their followers to condemn the sacred state which they call undead. Brothers and sisters, unite! See through the deceptions of the akh! Shed your mortal shells and embrace the death-that-is-not-death! Ascend and be reborn!

[Fox Mc Cloud]

By the powers that remain and the powers of old,
by the wisdom of the scarab and the kiss of the scorpion,
by the infinity of the sand and the eternity of the mountains,
by the life-giving powers of water and air,
by the death-bringing powers of fire and lightning,
by the blessing of death and the revelations of undeath,
this corpse shall rise from the grave,
this corpse shall break the shackles of life,
this corpse shall seek wisdom,
this corpse shall serve the one.
Praised be our pharaoh!