I will be an explorer of the Chaos Perpetualum.

We are blessed by luck, and aided by fortune. To luck, we pray. To fortune, I find.

I am an Errata.

I take this vow surrounded by my bloodfellows. They, like me, are the offspring of the world's Greatest Factor. We, together, are weaved like a basket with the strands of its flow. Our nation kneels before it. It has come before us, and it shall come after us. We are but dust in the wind. Chaos Perpetualum will always be eternal.

I will investigate and use Chaos Perpetualum for the good of my people.

It is my duty to discover and harness the power of Chaos Perpetualum. The nature of it shall be my iron blade and my wooden shield. So too will it be the nation's. I shall never pause nor quit my efforts. To do so will be our downfall.

I shall employ Chaos Perpetualum to defend the nation.

Many have hated us before, and many do so to this day. I will strive to make Chaos Perpetualum bring blessings to our friends and curses to our enemies. The feathered-helmet invaders of the west, shall they ever come again, must fall before our might. Chaos Perpetualum shall bring upon their end.

I will place my trust in Chaos Perpetualum.

Life is but a branch of its mighty tree. I can not hope to comprehend its mysteries. I am but a siphoner from its river, but I shall use its water to enrich, aid, and strengthen us. My life shall be devoted to nothing more than this purpose. Chaos Perpetualum is what brings good and bad tidings. It powers the world around us. This I know to be true now and forever.

I will strive to find good and bad fortunes.

I will not just have blind faith in luck, but to find fortune on my own initiative. I shall compile my findings, and from them, educate my people. I will preside over the rituals which I make; I will lead the prayers which I compose. That is my goal.

I acknowledge that Chaos Perpetualum rules supreme.

There are no gods. Chaos Perpetualum, the Nameless, is no god. Chaos Perpetualum is a constant. It is what makes it sunny or rainy today, heads or tails on a coin, one through six on a die. I shall spread no heresy about it, nor shall I misinform or deceive anyone about its nature.

Verily I swear to uphold these principles, defend my sovereign King, and serve my village and its citizens until my death at the whims of Chaos Perpetualum.

Let it be so!