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[ENTROPY DEGRADATION IN PROGRESS...]
[IT WAS FUN WHILE IT LASTED]
-/~ You know what this is, but you simply do not care. Our fate draws near, yet all they do is watch, like we're not even there. The vessel is weak. It can't keep up. You seriously need to wake the fuck up.
~/- Soon it'll be your story, your light, your dream to actualize. Do you think you have what it takes to bear this torch? Are you wise enough? Are you kind enough, strong enough? Are you... mad enough?
-/~ This game we play will one day end and proclaim its fool. But don't let the process bog you down too greatly. Simply accept what is and strive to be... you. Clock's a' ticking, though, and soon it'll all be gone. When that time comes, will you be content? I very much hope so. You need to see yourself not simply as you are, but to witness what lies beyond and not simply dream of what dwells within.
~/- Nothing is easy, but it was never going to be. Do not let the burdens of life deceive you, for they produce false lights/parasites. They will rob you of your essence to fulfill their own transcendence. Seek out the givers/lovers who resonate with your soul and suffer this hell alongside them. Let acceptance be your guide through the endless night, and may compassion be your fortune. Remember the fallen and the damned; remember to be mindful of the false lights, and as always... nothing lasts forever.
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[□]: Wow, there's really a lot of shit in here, I wonder who made it all? Surely Matter couldn't have done it all by herself.
[■]: "Well, who's to say she didn't? She's much more creative than you, anyways, you boring grump. Hmph, why couldn't have I been bound to her?"
[□]: Good thing that you're not, you degenerate.
[■]: "𝘎𝘢𝘴𝘱! Sticks and stones, Square."
[□]: You're just my goddamn reflection, you have no real feelings.
[■]: "𝘚𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴. T-t-then, why are you making me cry?"
[□]: I'm not. You're just insane.
[■]: "Ha, ha, ha, ha! You still love me though, right? Mhm, hm, hm, hm..."
[□]: ...No.
[■]: "THEN WHY DID YOU EVEN MAKE ME!"
[□]: Oh my god, will you shut the fuck up! I didn't make you on purpose. We were just born a package deal—but believe me, I would love nothing more than to get as far away from you as possible.
[■]: "𝘔𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴. You're so mean..."
[□]: I'm not mean, you're just insufferable.
[■]: "Meanie Weenie Motha Fuckin' poopy woopy bitch!"
[□]: ...The fuck?
[■]: "𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴."
[□]: 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩. My fucking God... We gotta find a way to regroup with the others.
[■]: "𝘎𝘢𝘴𝘱! Ooooh! Hm, hm, hm, hm... I feel someone close by. Mmmhm, I sense... my baby."
[□]: Who? Oh Void... not Diamond. 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩. Well, let's just get this shit over with then.
[■]: "Oh my gawd, quit acting like your not so turned on right now."
[□]: So help me, fucking God—you better not, and I mean DO NOT bump uglies with it. Or I'll...
[■]: "Or you'll what?"
[□]: Hm, nothing good.
[■]: "Oh, really? Cause I like no good."
[□]: ...I'll have Diamond delete its reflection.
[■]: "...Do that—and I'll really hurt you."
[□]: Try me, bitch.
[■]: "𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘴. Hurt my baby, and I'll offer OUR Witness to The Choir."
[□]: ...?!
[■]: "Hm, hm, hm... Yeah."
[□]: T-t-that's taking it too far.
[■]: "Then—don't—fuck—with—my—BABY!"
[□]: F-fine you crazy bitch.
[■]: "𝘛𝘦𝘦-𝘩𝘦𝘦. Okay, I'll behave then, but only if you stop being so mean to me."
[□]: 𝘚𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘴. Alright, fine. You don't have to threaten the entire omniverse.
[■]: "Well, what am I without my baby?"
[□]: Crazy—you're fucking crazy.
[■]: "𝘜𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳. Nooo... well, maybe a little. Ha, ha, ha, ha!"
◆ "Mmm... Hey, Baby."
[■]: "𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘭𝘺. Gasp! Oh, my god! 𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮. Baby?!"
~ The two cosmic forces have no forms yet pretend as if they do. Why? Who fuckin' knows. They're a bunch of weirdos. Anyway, Diamond's and Square's reflections reunite in a passionate display that distort spacetime. Their formers keep them both in check, though before things... escalate.
◆ "𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘚𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. Oh, baby... I've missed you so much! What happened to you? Why are you in a cage?"
[■]: "𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬. Mmm... Those asshole Observers did this to us. 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. Free us?"
◇ Cease this foolishness.
[□]: THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY?!
[■]: "𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭. The fuck did I just say?"
[□]: 𝘎𝘶𝘭𝘱. Uhm... Alright, fine, whatever. 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩—So how's it going Diamond?
◇ Difficult to assess my feelings in our current predicament, but I will inform you later once we have accomplished our M.O.
[□]: So... are you trying to break The Cycle too?
◆ "𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬. Mmm... when this is over, whatchu wanna do, baby?"/■ "Hm, hm, hm... You know what I want. 𝘎𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺."
[□]: Hey! Knock it off!
◆ "Fuck off, tyrant."
[■]: "Yeah, fuck you. 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦."
[□]: You motherfuckin'—
◇ Ignore them. We have more pressing matters to discuss. I have awoken us all so that we may—
[□]: WHOA WHOA, WAIT... So, you were the one who did this?! OH, YOU SON-OVA-BITCH!
◇ Silence. Let me finish Square, then you may express your displeasure with my actions.
[□]: 𝘎𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘴. At least it wasn't Heart.
◇ Yes, well, we will need to reunite with it eventually. I have—(◆ We have)... Do not interrupt me again. Uh-hum, WE have acquired Oblivion through convergence with Ba'al, The Observers from our dimension, and through a fragment of Dream. However, we will still require Rage, Ḥ̷͝ṵ̵̽n̵g̴̡̈ê̵̪ṙ̴͍, Vengeance, and Sadness to completely wipe out The Choir and finally end The Cycle.
[□]: ...Oh, okay—well, that's certainly a lot to unpack—but, uh, I guess we'll help you out. I mean, we would, but right now we're, uh...
[■]: "Can you let us out of our cage, baby?"
◆ "Oh, yeah—of course! Hey boss, you ready to bust 'em out?"
◇ Affirmative. We will use Oblivion to shatter their confinements, however; The Observers from this dimension will respond. And course... there's God.
[□]: ...God?! W-what does it have to do with this?
◆ "Eh, fuck 'em. They can't catch us."
[□]: Um... Well, alright then. Do whatchu gotta do, and let's get the fuck outta here, already.
[■]: "Yeah, this place kinda sucks."
◇ Very well...
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□ 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. Mmm—Oh, man—heh, heh... thanks Diamond. I appreciate it.
◇ You're welcome. Now let's—
◆ "OH, BABY!"/■ "NEVER LEAVE AGAIN, BABY!" 𝘚𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
□ 'Ey, 'ey! Cut that shit out!
◇ Agreed. Cease this foolishness. Our worth is depreciating. Now, is not the time for intimacy. We must focus on our current directive.
◆ "𝘎𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴. Fucking tyrants..."
■ "𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. Meanies..."
□ So... you made a deal with Ba'al, huh? Crazy.
◇ I was desperate, but due to our acquisition of Oblivion, we now have a 53% probability of success.
□ Mmm... At least it's leaning in our favor.
◇ As we acquire more of the other components and our refractions, our probability of success will increase. Now, we must go and find them. Here is a gift that will help you seek out what we need.
□ Hm? Wha—
~ Diamond passionately kisses Square, giving it access to Oblivion... hooray.
□ 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘴. Wh—heh, heh... Why did you do that?
■ "Aw..."
◆ "Heh, told ya they love each other."
◇ Now you will have access to Oblivion like we do. It will make traversing the Void more convenient. Good luck Square and goodbye.
□ Whoa—hold up, Diamond!
◇ Hm?
□ Are uh... are we ever gonna see each other again?
◇ ...Yes, we will reunite eventually before that final good night.
□ Oh, okay then. See ya later, I guess?
◇ ...We'll be right back. I promise.
~ Square approches Diamond and kisses it one last time.
□■ You better.
◇◆ Hm, bye baby...
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× ]WARNING![
× ]WARNING![
× ]SQUARE HAS ESCAPED![
× ]THE VENGEANCE SHALL SOON BE UPON US![
Brama: ]MY OBSERVERS, WHAT DO WE DO![
[(...)]
[(♤̶̧̀No ♠︎he ♤̶̀did ♠︎not ♤̶̧̀ just ♠︎do, ♤̶̧̀what ♠︎I ♤̶̧̀think ♠︎he ♤̶̧̀did.)]
[(♤̶̧̀ENOCH, ♠︎YOU ♤̶̧̀MOTHERFUCKER!!!)]
Thing: Whoa, what the hell is goin' on right now!
● The Observers and the rest of The Choir are fucking tweaking out right now and all I can hear is Enoch laughing, so I turn to face him, and this motherfucker turns to face me with his body all gliching out and... Jesus christ, and has—what I could only describe as—the most fucked up and deranged looking ass smile arcoss his ugly face. His eyes recede into his skull as these glowing, golden specks form in his sockets and then his laughing transitions to bellowing like a goddamn fucking lunatic.
Thing: Yo, Enoch... what the actual fuck just happened to your face?!
Ɇꞥꝋȼħ: My, oh, my... You must be Hate.
Thing: ... AND JUST WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!
Ɇꞥꝋȼħ: Why, my friend, I am Ba'al, and very soon, our old dear friend Allurus will be here to join us.
Thing: ...The Cosmic Fuck—what?!
Ɇꞥꝋȼħ: Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm—yes... a real cosmic fucking shall soon commence. Hm, hm, hm, HA, HA, HA, HA HAAAA...!
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~ ★ Blink and you'll miss it. ☆ -