Whateley's Journal Entry #1 - The Shadow of Humanity
Call me Whateley.
Don't bother trying to look it up, it's just a cover and one of many. Anonymity is the key and it has served me well for decades, and us for millennia.
I represent the Ordinem de Non Visis, an order of esoteric scholars that’s been around as long as humanity's intellect challenged the world, and the fear that stalked in wake of its revelations. Since antiquity, we have watched and analyzed the subtle manipulation of human history by the Eternals and their nefarious followers.
Think of what follows as our manifesto, if you will, written in the blood of those that came before me.
For decades upon decades, centuries upon centuries, civilization after civilization, Humanity has had shadows beside its own. These shadows have walked alongside us, even guided us toward greatness and shepherded us through avenues of dark history and strife, yet only done so to forward their own goals. To this end, they have not guided, but manipulated, not shepherded, but sacrificed. Yet to see all this, you must read of our tales, our records, our notes, and see for yourself.
No, I will not write my name here, for that knowledge is so easily used against me. None of my ilk, has ever done so.
Read, think, prove these facts to yourself and then learn – for there is always more to learn, for as long as there have been Humans on this Earth (and much longer) there have been the Eternals, Old Ones, Elders and the Ancients.
Simple terms and quite misused. The truth is that their real names are unpronounceable and unable to be fully produced by sound alone: their names depend on the shaping of thought, emotion, even physical manifestations of energy – the language of magick, such as we know. No human alive that has kept their sanity or desire to hold onto the mundane world in which they feel secure is able to repeat their names eloquently. Can a bacterium know a man or woman’s name, and speak it?
These names are as close as we come, and we are found wanting in methods of describing, envisioning and understanding them. This basic rendition is more of a protection than a name, for to invoke their full names is to invite disaster. They are things of an antediluvian time, primordial, unknowable. No one has ever seen one, if they can be seen at all.
Our knowledge is infantile in comparison to these beings, and even with a glimpse of its depth, one cannot help but be overwhelmed with deep humility and incomprehensible fear by our own vulnerability. Once this is understood, you start to realize why we call ourselves the Order of the Unseen; we are an ancient order but ephemeral in comparison to the Eternals. Their manipulations of time and space are done as easily as breathing, even their cults have known things about the universe we are only just discovering.
But to you, there are only stories. From these alone you must extrapolate details, which you can then test to demonstrate their veracity, and henceforth come to see the truth. Do not believe what I say. Prove it to yourself. Faith is for them, not us – it is one of the few things that separate their factions from ours.
Learn of their doings and see their evil, then learn to counter them.