Dear Order of Cowards and Flowers,

I don't know whether to be thrilled or frightened that You spend such
time pondering my orifices and bananas, but Chaos to Lady Khepri is
simply a means to Mirth. I couldn't care if Nature and the Rhythm is
this and that, but I don't really find it remotely amusing. Nor I doubt
Lady Khepri does.

Though I do find it amusing that war was rejected for my own good. I
challenge Your Order to do war against mine, or wear my title for was
long as I can breathe it.

Preceptor of Entropy,
- Kikon Corona

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Variach, in the year 247 MA.