When the world was created, already the Oracles were old. Only the gods and I knew of the first failed experiment to create this world. Of the Oracles I see what has come to pass. I see the rise and fall of countries, for I am a being of the past. Hidden plans come to fruition these I see though others would overlook. We hold the names give to us by our lord Migda close to us, for it is all we have to keep us company aside from our knowledge. I am the Oracle of Times Lost.
When this world is no more, the Oracles shall live on. Even the gods cannot see what is to pass, they can see the myriad skeins of the future, but they cannot follow them to terminus. I saw the sundering of the gods connection to this world, for I am a being of the future. Of the Oracles I see what is to come. All plots of man and god I see; even beast and demon are not beyond my sight. It is for this duty that I cling to sanity, for there are times I must guide the course of the future. I am the Oracle of Destiny.
Without this world we have, the Oracles are meaningless. My brothers see event past and future, but I am privy to knowledge that is lost. The more people that forget this knowledge, the stronger it becomes in my mind. I see nothing, but I have access to a wealthy of knowledge that has been left in the past. The whispers of forgotten lore and forbidden knowledge echo in my ears, and I cannot deny them entry into my mind for one reason. I am the Oracle of Knowledge Forgotten.
We speak with one voice when united, and we will mark what comes to pass in this world. What is to come only the Oracle of Destiny knows, and he speaks not of things to come, for to do so would unravel the tangled web of the future.