I search for the idols of power... godhood is my destiny.
Occult cryptograms marked with alien lexicon beckon to an extra-dimensional force
An intense glow surrounds me...
As I ascend the steps of the Cydonus Montis

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Rumored are the great peaks to behold such wonders
A terrible beauty for mortal ken to behold
Rust-red mists of sand batters my skin
Endurance reduced to nothingness

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Time lapses for what seems eternity
While crawling the foreboding plateau
My mind races frantically, aversion to alien fiends
Morbid fear induced by the Codex Incubo

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"This ancient tome promises inestimable power,
a dominion contested by none.
I have arrived at the peak to attain this otherworldly accolade,
but at what price shall it be achieved..."

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A quest for omnipotent blessings is cut short
Atop the gloomy mountains of mars, the Cydonic idols stand
The seeker of unearthly wisdom betrayed by curiosity
Trampled into dust by a tenebrous ebon hand...