They ruled as gods then. The blue skinned draconians that came to this world. The blue bloods, blue like the day sky, blue like the night sky. Our kingdoms and thier ancient ruins perplexing the homo erectus.
We the nephilim, thier children, crowned as emperors, kings and queens and princes, dukes, earls and governors. A blue blood mated to red blood to make the royal purple, descent from the gods...divine right to rule.
Pushed into hiding in plain sight, the gods gone....us thier children oppressed by the homo erectus...scattered about the globe in solitude.
The MSSH has come, annointed with crocodile fat. Emperor, king of kings....
We rule once more, least not until the wine press is tread.
So be it ardane.
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