003.۞ Text ; A whisper in the dark

[setmatch]

It is the end. They have come down through the gloaming from the stars. Now all is over, and beyond the Arinurian streams we shall dwell blissfully in Teloe.

Chaos is the law of nature.

No chaos, no creation.

I am become death, destroyer of worlds.

I am darkness. I am chaos.

I am coming.

Comments

[pummelgranite]

Looks like I'm going to need a smaller cigar cutter.

[craftpunk]

Aw. Did I UPSET you?

What a shame. I can't imagine what that's like. Notice in how we differ when we're presented with a situation that we don't find amenable. You, the destroyer, resort to violence and threats.

I, a sky god and head of my pantheon, change the rhetoric and decide to bequeath others with gifts. Stunning difference, isn't it?

[pummelgranite]

[ YOU TOUCHED MY BATmAN??????? ]

Yeah, I am the fucking Destroyer, and you cast my part in your own Ragnarok yourself.

Call this off. Now.

[craftpunk]

Give me one good reason why. Beyond threats of violence, because I'm kind of sick of playing that game. It's getting old.

[pummelgranite]

OK, how about 600 fucking people just turned into trees and died! AGAIN! And we already have one confirmed, legitimate, literal fucking World Eater.

Can't you just NOT???

[craftpunk]

You would think, giving other people MORE power would be good for us, Persephone.

Or are you just upset because it's an inconvenient time? I do have that sometimes.
Inconvenient timing.