The Entry Guide, by sømScat

[sømnølentScatterbrain]

The game has begun,
Cømmence will the fun,
But sø is building up the dread.

The sequence tø chøøse,
The time wøn't be løøse,
Søme pøssibly will turn øut dead.

Cruxite døwels fløw,
The Kernel will shøw,
An øbject prøtøtype ør twø.

Øn guides yøu decide,
But døn't tø far stride,
Før føes get advantages tøø.

The cøuntdøwn just scares,
The meteør flares,
Alchemy is the ønly key.

Machinery dashes,
Yøu are almøst ashes,
The item is used and yøu're free.

Nøw yøu have tø hurry,
Tø the first gate scurry,
Imps jamming it all the way tøp.

Getting there is hard,
Better be øn guard,
Mønster swarms yøu will have tø støp.

When yøu breach the gate,
Yøu may rest and wait,
But yøur jøurney's nøt at its end.

A land tø expløre,
Cønsørts yøu'll adøre,
Yøur røle tø fulfil and transcend.