From deep within the Netherworld of shadow walkers comes yet another
exhibit of the Dark Carnival. He is the master of the art of using magic without magic... He is a Necromancer... the craft
of using magic through the dead. Dead meaning both physically and mentally. This spectacle shall be witnessed only by those
who are meant to see it. Look deep inside of your soul and ask yourself... Do you hold a ticket to witness the show? The answer
lies within yourself. He is the fourth to rise. He feeds upon one's own greed. He is powered by one's own jealousy, lust,
and temptation. To envision yourself with something that rightfully does not belong to you... that is the illusion cast by
him. To act upon this vision and seek it out at the expense of another... that is the magic cast by him. Continuos dreamers
of profit at the cost of another are pledfed and haunted by his wizardry. Others are content and satisfied with what they
can achieve by themselves and have not the urge to tamper with another's well being for quick gain. They see him only as a
hoax and see no illusions or magic by he. It is simple... He is you. His illusions are your evil thoughts. Your evil acts
are his magic - yesterday, now, and forever. You are he and the fourth to rise... You and he are the master of Necromancy...
You are the dead and him the magic. Together, you and he are The Great Milenko.
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