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The Ultimate Gate
A separate race of Outer Gods
The Ancient Ones act as the Ultimate Gate
Eternally dreaming atop their pedestals,
Stirring only when disturbed in a way,
Or when visited by a worthy traveler
Who made it through the First Gate.
They dwell in a mighty Temple
Beyond space and time,
Somewhere between the planes.
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The Ultimate Gate
The Ultimate Gate