This is what the Order has been waiting for, he thought, ancient words spilling from his lips. This was his moment to fulfil his promise to them. In a matter of minutes, the Order of Aurelius would walk beside gods of old and the world would tremble in their shadow. They would be king of this fleshy realm, not merely over humans, but over demons and other vampires as well.
"Enunciate," Laibach ordered angrily from its vessel of tender flesh, curly blonde hair and pink lace. "If the words are not properly spoken it will all be for naught!"
The Master glowered at the child's corpse and continued, paying even closer attention to the pronunciation of the ancient words that danced from his tongue.
"It will not be," Ereshkigal shrieked from within the boy child. "Can you not sense it? Can you not feel the tremble in the air? No. It is not the time, not the time at all."
The vampire lord continued to read, looking to Laibach for an explanation of Ereshkigal's lack of faith.
"Pay him no mind," Gigim-Kutu responded, the black eyes in the skull of the eldest child bulging as if to pop. "I sense the end to an infinity of waiting. The barrier - it tears beneath my claws. Read on, vampire. Read on and make us free."
The Master paused, exhausted. He closed the tome and handed it to a follower who waited at his side. Another had come up on his other side, this one adorned in robes of blue, and placed a scroll in his hands.
