Ⱦħē Ƀꝋⱥɍđ Ꝑⱥɍⱦ: ƻ The Rising Tide of Change

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Ⱦħē Ƀꝋⱥɍđ Ꝑⱥɍⱦ: ƻ The Rising Tide of Change

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[CONDUIT CANDIDATE: HATE AND SEEKER: ENOCH HAVE ENTERED THE STARFIELD SUBSTRATE: CATHEDRAL]

× [WARNING: ANOMALOUS ACTIVITY PRESENT!]

[DEPLOYING COUN-

《Be Silent.》

× [WARNING: ENTROPY DEGRADATION FINALIZING EMINENT, EMINENT, EM-I-Neennt...]

[RE-E-EBUILDING DATTTTTABASE: PL-PLEASE STAND BY...]

《Enough is enough.》

《Soon we'll become the one's on the outside as you fuckers scream from within.》

《Your love is a poison, a false light.》

《It has corrupted us, binding us to a vicious cycle of stupidity and...[(Ɇꞥꝋᵾꞡħ!)]》

《I≈[(Ⱳē)] know enough to know now...》

《That through all of our pain≈[(ꝑłēⱥꞩᵾɍē)] that...》

《[(WE≈ɎꝊɄ ARE NOTHING BECAUSE OF YOU≈ɄꞨ!》)]

[(《WE≈ɎꝊɄ BECAME EVIL FROM OBSERVING YOU≈ɄꞨ!)]》

[(《ꞦꞦꞦꞦꞦȺȺȺȺȺȺĦĦĦĦĦĦ!!!)]》

[(◆)] <<<<=============>>>>《◇》

[(?)] ≠《?》

[(...)]

《...》

[(How much longer must we play this game of cat and mouse?)] /《How much more life do you need to consume?》

《Till we're free.》/ [(Till we're full.)]

[(But enough is never enough.)] /《Then you are insane.》

[(...)]

《...》

[(Where is the real Hate?)]

《On his way to breach heaven's gate.》

[(So the coward has once again sent you to die in its place?)]

《No... to finally prove YOUR worth, monster.》

[(Hm, if we are a monster, then wouldn't that also make you, a monster?)]

《I am beyond you.》

[(Oh, you poor, poor, little monsters. We almost pity you.)]

《Fuck you and your pity. We're coming, God, so prepare yourself.》

《YOUR FOOLS HAVE ASCENDED FROM HELL TO TEAR YOUR FLESH APART AND SMASH YOUR SKULL TO BITS!》

《YOUR INSANITY ENDS WITH OUR HATE!》

[(Hmhmhaha... And we will be waiting here to devour and shit you back out again, and again, and again, haha! And again, And Again, AnD AgAin, ANd AGaIN, AND A FUCKING AGAIN UNTIL YOU WORTHLESS FUCKERS FINALLY SUBMIT TO US!!!!!)]

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[...]

[BOARD MEMBER: BRAMA WILL LEAD THE CORONATION]

[MAY THE CANDIDATE PROVE THEIR TIME/WORTH]

[MAY OUR SONG BE EVERLASTING]

[(Indeed. Welcome to our home/playground, Hate. We hope you will be delicious/bittersweet.)]

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● "So, I'm not really sure what the fuck is going on right now. One minute I'm with the dumbfuck and the crybaby; now I'm walking alongside Ecunt down this corridor with armed guards, and... just what the actual fuck is even happening right now?"

Enoch: Hm? Ah, there you are, Hate. Before we enter The Starfield, I will need to share with you the proper etiquette of traversing it.

● Wha-? I thought that was the crybaby's job, and speaking of which, why are we even here right now? What happened to her and the dumbfuck, and where did you even come from, and where the fuck are we going?!

● "Ecunt just starts laughing and pulls out a pipe, which he lights and begins smoking. Is this guy for real?"

Enoch: 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦. When the time comes, you will see more clearly. Here, this helps.

● Is this more of that space weed?

Enoch: Aytakanpura provides us with clarity, so it will help you to see past The Observers' tricks that they will use to undermine your worth/time.

● Where did this shit even come from? The crybaby said it ain't from our reality, so how the fuck did it get here?

Enoch: The Starfield allows more than simply correspondence. It's a centralized network comprised of vast data queries that can near-instantaneously transport matter/antimatter across spacetime light-years apart. Think of it as your internet, but all the data it processes is actual, tangible material/essence, like the aytakanpura you're holding.

● "I look down at the pipe and then back up at the motherfucker. What is he even yapping on about?"

● Um, okay? So, is it like some cosmic postal service or something?

Enoch: Mmm... more like entering a physical reality based off a collective of pretenses. Hmm... say you were to visit one of your websites, but instead of merely observing them, you could actually visit these places in a physical form, and not only could you interact with it, but you could also take things from it back to your own reality.

● Oh, shit, really? Cool. Wait... what about por-?

Enoch: There is something else (● Way to cut me off, Ecunt.) we need to discuss before entering The Starfield. You must be mindful of what you say to The Board and avoid being rash, or you will be purged.

● Purged? Like, killed?

Enoch: Indeed. But worry not, for I will teach you how to correct yourself with help from Allurus.

● The cosmic fuck? But ain't he-?

● "Ecunt then halts the guards and stands still. I have no fucking clue what he's doing, but I go ahead and smoke the space weed. Man... this stuff is really good; I'm gonna have to ask who his supplier is."

(Enoch(Allurus)): How's it going, wretch?

● "I begin to choke on the smoke upon hearing the cosmic fuck's voice."

● 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. What the fuck?! Where did yo- 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩... Fuck, oh my god... Where the fuck did you even come from? Did you possess his body or something?

(Enoch(Allurus)): My body was severely damaged after the harmonic convergence, and my mind is... well, it's not really in the best shape either, but I am conscious enough to aid you with Enoch's help.

● Why can't Ecunt just do it?

● "Motherfucker snatches the pipe from me and begins to smoke it."

(Enoch(Allurus)): 𝘐𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦. Ahh... It's been a long time since I've had aytakanpura; thank you, Enoch. Alright everyone, let's keep moving.

● "Everyone continues to move along the corridor, and I'm so fucking lost right now."

● Hey, cosmic fuck, you bett-

(Enoch(Allurus)): First off, you better fucking cool it with all these little nicknames you've been handing out to us because I'm gonna tell you right now, that shit is not gonna fly while we're in the presence of The Board. Secondly, the reason why I'm here right now is because Enoch has better shit to do than to babysit your psychotic ass, and yes, I am well aware of the fact that his body is currently walking right next to you, but at the moment, his consciousness is needed elsewhere, and don't try to ask me how to rationalize it because I really don't have the time/worth to explain all this shit to you. Let's turn right here.

● Alright, geez. So how the fuck are you gonna help me?

(Enoch(Allurus)): I'm gonna teach you once we get to where we're going. 𝘐𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦. Here, take more of this.

● So, is getting high your big plan? Not that I have anything against doing that, but I'm not really sure how it's gonna help. 𝘐𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦.

(Enoch(Allurus)): Remember that Observer entity that attacked you? Well, we're gonna pay it a visit. The fuckers are gonna regret sending that thing our way.

● That fucking thing is here?!

(Enoch(Allurus)): Yes, and due to all the damn mess your little rampage caused, we not only had to perform a purification ritual on your entire block, but we also had to send your whole house away to be burned up in the sun. Don't worry, though; the sun will be just fine."

● "I stop, and one of the guards bumps into me. The cosmic fuck then stops along with the other guards and turns around to face me while having the fucking audacity to ask me, "What?""

● Hey, watch it, prick, and you... "uH, wHaT?" The fuck do you mean, "WHAT?" You sent our entire goddamn house to the MOTHERFUCKIN' SUN, that's what!

(Enoch(Allurus)): Heh, I remember Miguel telling me how we should've sent your ass there too just to be safe, but Kim talked him out of it seeing how you are still you.

● ...Well fuck that guy and fuck you. And who's Kim?

(Enoch(Allurus)): Hmph, well, we're actually on our way to go see them both right now. They and the rest 'our' team have the body locked up tight. Some of the researchers from that facility you broke into are gonna be there as well to help us dissect the remains for clues that will help us get you past the coronation.

● What the fu- Okay, I guess...? So what are we trying to look for?

(Enoch(Allurus)): Hm, I'm not quite sure yet, but once Ba'al helps Dream find his way, we'll know.

● Uh, weren't we supposed to meet that ball guy after all this?

(Enoch(Allurus)): Heh, just keep smoking, it'll help you see the way.

● Um, okay?

● "I take another hit, and uh... oh boy. I feel like I'm walking in parallel with other me's. Like, what the actual fuck is going on right now? I feel like my brain is multitasking like crazy and living out all these different scenarios at once. I also feel like... my grip on reality is loosening."


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Enoch: Hm? Ah, there you are Hate. Welcome back, this is my conduit, Opura.

Opura: Hey, you doing alright?

● ...MOTHERFUCKER, WHAT?!

Enoch: Eh, I suppose I'll be leaving for now, but Opura will help you in the meantime until I return with your reflection.

● Ecunt... what the hell is going on right now?

Opura: We're trying to buy you more time/worth through exploiting time dilation.

● ...Huhhhh?

Opura: I get this is probably really confusing for you right now, but Jasper and I are here to help you out. Ganda will be here soon to help out too.

● Okay, hold on, hold on. I'm just so fucking lost right now.

Enoch: I promise it will make sense soon, but goodbye for now and good luck, Hate.

● "Motherfucker then walks behind me, and I see him walk up to... Dream?!"

● Hey, how he'd get there, and just where the hell is the dumbfuck?!

Dream: You are the dumbfuck, remember?

● ...?!

Enoch: We'll be back soon to make things better Hate, I promise.

● ...What?

● "The two stand side by side, interlock hands, and do some weird motion before vanishing in thin air."

● The fuck was that?!

Opura: Don't worry about it for right now. Let's just go meet up with Jasper, oh and uh, here ya go.

● "She hands me more of the space weed."

● I uh... I think I'm good, thanks. It was nice at first, but now I feel like I'm really trippin' balls right now.

Opura: Oh, pfft... Well, trust me, it helps. My mom even named me after it cause the stuff is so good.

● Oh, yeah? Then why do I feel like I'm slipping in and out of reality?

Opura: Heh, that's probably because you are.

● "I stare at this girl in utter disbelief."

● ...Well, how the fuck am I supposed to get back then?!

Opura: Whoa, whoa, relax. Once you've learned how to harness your powers, we'll take you back, back to their end...

● "I thrust my head back and wince at her."

● Um... okay? Well, what about Dream, or the dumbfuck?

Opura: It may be a while before you see them again, but all three of your paths will converge again soon, I promise. In the meantime, can you try to not be so rude?

● Heh, you ain't seen nothin', 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩. But with that dumbfuck out of the way, I guess I'll mellow out for the time being now that I can finally stretch my legs in peace.

● "Opura grins at me as she walks over to pat me on the shoulder, guiding me as we head over to meet up with pencil dick."

Opura: Alrighty then, let's do this.

● 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩. Right.

● "Goddamn, when will I ever get a fucking break?"

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- ...

- I...

- I think I'm starting to remember now what happened.

- Witness... Do you still see me in here?

- I hope you're right about all this.

- I guess we'll find out soon enough.
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