Yellow Eyes. Yellow. Black Mouth. Black Innards. Self sewing back together. Little Strings of black stitching. Finer than any silk. The Head is reattached. The burns are disappearing. Even as water pours out of the wounds we... I inflicted. He is a walking corpse. He is Azoth. They are Azoth. Azoth is so much more than I could have possibly imagined.
They are in darkness, under moonlight and stars. Black Coats and white knives beckoning me forward. Soon now, so soon. The chattering of the things inside them, pulling strings. Guided by the Violet Light. Just go with them. We must just go with them and see the end of this. I'm tired. I quit. Why even bother anymore? Why? Why do we all resist.
Safety in death. Purpose in death. Mind. Sound. Silence. Quiet. The Brute in the Quiet shall feed. It. He. Father they called it. Maybe mine now?
The Red. The King. The Piper. The Jester. The Queen. The Gardener. The Fire Witch. The Pattern Juggler. The Keeper of the City's Keys. Lock. Key. Opening Eden. Swallowed by Silence. Power of a Dead God. Godhood.
It makes so much more sense now. I saw behind the curtain without context but now... Now I see. Dancing Lights beneath Gods. Above Quiet. The Valet of God. The Attendants of God. Brilliant flashes of beautiful, horrible lights of every color and more. They are eyes, ears, life and soul. But without a vessel, impotent. He is a vessel. That is why. The Yellow Eyes. Amber in the sunlight. Father of Monsters, not of blood, but of spirit. They do not know death. They write the laws we all obey, and thus are not bound by them. They rewrite them when it suits them. Yes...
It makes so much more sense now.
Welp. That about Wraps this up, for now. Nothing more to see here people. Wish we still had an active Mr. Funeral on the blogs. Might have been able to get him do to a fun little report on this.
ReplyDeleteWhat the fuck????!!!!
DeleteWhat did you do to him????
None of your business. Don't worry about it. You have more important things to think about.
DeleteOf course if you really REALLY want to know. I can describe it for you. He bled SO Good.
So you killed him.
DeleteShit.
I don't even have the heart to swear and stamp my feet at you. It wouldn't bring him back.
It does make me ponder on how to kill a god, though. The bigger they are, the harder they fall. I would like to see you brought down a few notches.
God? Me? Oh you flatterer you. Making me blush. You are WAY off though. Good Old Doc Marsh's last post actually tells you that. Assuming you can read through the rambling. Hehehe.
DeleteStill don't know what happened to Roly Poly though. Wonder if the Beaked Freaks or that Rapist asshat got him.
Aah, my mistake.
DeleteSo you're easier to kill than that? Hopeful, I guess.
And don't waste your time on a field trip to England, although with your attention span I assume you may have forgotten.
Not too clever are you? The Killing part isn't what makes things difficult. The problem is, I have a lot of 1-Ups. Hehehehe. Of course you are free to try and kill off the source of 1-ups. But that... That is difficult.
DeleteAnd... I got things to do anyway. England is a little far and I have to do some clean up and... Ritual Ceremonies. This was just too much of a hassle to keep with Marsh. Gotta get a new one and wait a few decades.
No, I'm not clever, you wouldn't be the first to point that out. Tell me how to kill your source of 1-ups.
DeleteI'm not in England, is all I meant.
First. You take a Gun. All right? You follow me? Then you load it with a bullet. You know what those are? Alright. Now here is the tricky part. Point it at your head. Say "I do believe in Fairies, I do, I do" five times and then pull the trigger.
DeleteAlso. Yeah. I know. And I don't care. Things to do.
Why are you bluffing Cyphre? Who are you trying to hide him from? You know we will find him, no matter where you took him. I hope to find you there. You have such beautiful flesh that I do so very much wish to defile. All those years of abuse will be as nothing compared to that brief moment when my hand crush your bones. When I rip the Azoth out of you and undo Samael's pathetic handiwork.
DeleteThe Wiseman marked him. We shall find him.
I prefer the variation where it's a double barrelled shotgun and I put it up your ass instead. And I will staple your mouth to a shitpipe.
Delete... That you Morgy-poo? Is it? How sweet of you.
DeleteNow I appreciate you taking the time out from sucking your King's dick to come flirt with me, but you really need to get back to work. He is such a needy fellow as you know. Spoiled Brat too. Bet he's super jelly about he love dear old Dad is giving to me and not him. I even got the eyes. Neat huh. Well best get back to it before he throws another tantrum. Good speaking to you again Morgan.
My, haven't we turned arrogant since becoming Samael's favorite. I wonder, do you look forward to becoming a prisoner in your own diseased mind while that imp runs around wearing your face? My King is not so short sighted as you agree to that bargain. But you are not an Attendant yet, Luke. You can die as much as any of us. More so when you are reckless and arrogant. But please do continue, it will make things so much more satisfying in the end.
DeleteMy King grows stronger by the day, and the Attendants grow diminished. The False Gods sitting high above playing their games continue arrogantly dismiss my King as a threat. It shall be their undoing when he swallows them up with the rest of the abominations and takes his place as God of a new world.
Oh. Is Sanna THREATENING ME? Ooooh. Maybe I do need to pay you a visit. Just a brief one. Lets go see what you've been up to.
DeleteOh. Right. Morgan. Uh... Go fuck off et cetera, et cetera. You are really not a threat to me anymore just some big asshole with a sword and penchant for hammy speeches. Seen it. Killed it. Moved on. Frankly, Sanna is more entertaining than you are. Echo is DEAD I promise. I killed him myself. You really don't think we are willing to wait a couple decades for a new one? That Thing can wait a few more decades. He is a big boy you know.
You know, an easier way to take Morningstar out of the equation without going for a hunt for the needle in the egg exists.
DeleteAny MRI at all.
Morningstar, I forbid you from visiting me until further notice.
DeleteI knew I gave Skywalker the right description, just like a Nevolyashka, you punch it down, it bounces back up to immediately get punched back down again. Like an endless supply of fun, just keep killing away.
DeleteAll this talk of "New Worlds", "Gods" is giving me a head ache, as if there is some meaning to all of that, because there is none. All of it, will, inevitably bring destruction upon this world, no matter who's the God.
I don't have to listen to you.
DeleteAnd also Necro-Boy... You aren't far off from what this is all about. Father his siblings are the worst things in existence. But you should be far more afraid of what doesn't. There are worse things than death, friend.
Yes you do.
DeleteYou think I'm afraid of Destruction? Hooo boy you don't know me very well. I crave Destruction, its my purpose, its my goal, its the reason I served Marshmallow Man all those years.
DeleteDestruction, the only thing that matters in this world, because everything leads to it.
I'm not afraid of it, I'm causing it everywhere I go, because I want to watch it and some day even experience it, but for now, only watch.
Huh, I like reading someone talk about something they feel strongly about. Sometimes, deep down, there is something satisfying about watching stuff go out with a bang, if it benefits me.
DeleteSpeaking of stuff going out with a bang, in light of some things Fracture has said to me over on his blog, it is clear my corpse will not go undisturbed, be it by necrophiliacs or cannibals. I fucking give up on trying to make people leave it alone. So you can have my corpse when I'm dead, you're a friend. If it's you, I can actually deal with that.
Destruction. Yeah. Sure. That is what I am talking about. Trust me, if this were about Burning Cities and broken bloodied corpses of miserable people then I would be right there with you. If this about the planet being engulfed in fire, burning flesh, blood and bone into dust. I would be happy. But I am not happy.
DeleteWhy do something you aren't happy with?
DeleteProbably such a stupid reason like loyalty, or repaying debts, assumptions of course.
DeleteBut if I am correct, then I don't get it, why bend your back for someone else? I mean the day we are born, we are taught to look out for number one, for our goals, desires, you know that kinda shit.
Hence why I started serving Marshmallow Man, I was using him and his resources for my goals, I was able to cause destruction without any interference.
In any way, I am glad to see you write that you would be happy if it was all about Destruction, you're not that bad as I thought you were. Little bit weird, but still not that bad.
Was I being too vague or something?
DeleteIf I could. I would bathe the fucking world in BLOOD from the twitching corpses of you hideous, wretched, EVIL EVIL EVIL creatures. And I will, in time. But this isn't about that. I am quite happy with that as the EVENTUAL Goal. But if Kingy Boy got his way, I wouldn't be able to accomplish that. In fact. HE wouldn't be able to either. He is just too full of himself to realize that.
As I said, Much worse things out there than destruction and death.
Echo, if my interpretation of this and Morningstar's words are correct, you're dead?
ReplyDeleteDammit sir. You won't even read this. I looked up to you. I bet a lot of other runners did too. I hope you knew that when you died.
I don't know what to make of them being gods. Killing a god sounds like an interesting pursuit though, might have to take it up someday if I live long enough. Probably ends in a horrible painful death, but - anyone with me?
Honestly, I doubt he's dead, I mean think about it, if Skywalker can come back from the dead, then anyone can do that, all it takes is the knowledge on how to do it.
ReplyDeleteAnd that "King" that they are talking about up there in the comments, seemed to have some sorts of crush on Echo, so I think that "King" has the knowledge on how to do the "Come back from the dead" trick and he might bring Echo back.
But tis are all assumptions, in case he really is dead, welp, no hair off my head, besides I doubt the blog is going to die any time soon, we still have Roland running around somewhere.
That's where you are WRONG buddy boy. Only my immediate superiors know how to do that. Us petty little humans can't learn it. We can do cheap imitations, but the Attendants are the ones who actually have to do it. It's all Math to them, see. Everything is.
DeleteEven His Majesty over there doesn't know how, though I admit he has the best imitation I have ever seen.
I always hated math, also there is no reason why I should believe you, but there is also no reason why I should care, same for you.
DeleteTrue enough. I am a notorious liar.
DeleteGlad we agree.
DeleteHuh. Maybe I should re-think my opinion of myself.
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