The Pandemonium Plane!
Shattered Castle, Broken Throne!
With Bane dead, Cyric had regained some of his sanity. Now he sat upon his throne, doing something rare: thinking.
"Recovering my full strength is basically impossible. Kelemvor and Mystra have formed an Alliance, and there's no way to reclaim the Authorities of Death and Kingship!"
"Bane's Tyranny Authority was absorbed by the God of Dominion. There's no hope of getting that back either!"
"But I might be able to claim the Fear Authority that the God of Dominion abandoned. If I spread fear through murder, I should be able to recover some of my strength and break the Seal Tyr and the others once placed on my divine body!"
As Cyric pondered, a strange wave of energy suddenly intruded into his Divine Realm.
Cyric's eyes narrowed. Though he was an utterly mad Greater Divine Power and his strength had dwindled far below what it once was, he would never allow another creature to enter his Divine Realm.
Thump!!!
He had only just risen to his feet when he felt his Godhead leap violently.
The Lie Divine Office he possessed suddenly began to throb with a frenzied pulse.
While Cyric was still wondering what was happening, the strange wave that had intruded into his Divine Realm flew straight toward him.
A streak of black light fell into his right hand. It slowly faded, revealing a book with a black cover marked by a Dark Sun and a blood-red skull.
The instant he saw the book, Cyric's pupils shrank.
"The Book of Lies!"
His right hand, its fingernails like black claws, clamped tightly around the book. A storm surged through Cyric's heart.
The pale, sickly face of this long-maddened god flushed with a hint of color as excitement welled up inside him.
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