Motion like Violence reveled in the conflict with Chaos, even as this gave birth to more chaos. She bathed in her own blood, and through violent cutting, became the Heavens. She hated this, and loved this, and ripped off several of her own heads and devoured them in anger and celebration.
And in the dance of violence unto the I, a thousand screeching and lilting and rasping and halting and shouting and singing voices spoke,
"I exist, and therefore do not exist. In this truthful bowl of lies where there is no I let us make the grandest of falsehoods. To those who wish to shape the battlefield for all future wars, join the me in holy union."Action 1: [5 Power and 1 Violence Essence] At the center of all, upon the locus around which all turns, Motion like Violence rips herself in half, and disbelieves half of herself, transforming into a giant hydra-sun made of blinding light, radiating the scent of blood and violence to every corner, the din of distant battle always barely perceptible. A shining ball of a hundred times a hundred heads constantly battling against themselves, ripping off and consuming. Those who gaze directly upon the Hydra-Sun finds their eyes stabbed by it's aggressive light, and their minds slowly becoming filled with Violence.
Name: Hydra-Sun
Origin/Element: Violence
Type: Astral Body
Description: A giant hydra-sun made of blinding light, radiating the scent of blood and violence to every corner, the din of distant battle always barely perceptible. A shining ball of a hundred times a hundred heads constantly battling against themselves, ripping off and consuming. Those who gaze directly upon the Hydra-Sun finds their eyes stabbed by it's aggressive light, and their minds slowly becoming filled with Violence.
Motion like Violence vomits up three mewling stomach parasites, who rapidly balloon and grow under the light of the Hydra-Sun, their skins turning rocky and earthy, their hearts molten, their constantly spawning teeth and spine metallic, their eyes and veins icy. Three giant worlds that carry the vague outlines of sharks in their forms, they stalk and chase each other across the void sea, biting and swallowing chunks, maintaining a rough equilibrium between the three.
And Goasis and Sekur saw the massive former parasites and in their heart organs flickered a certain fondness. Goasis balanced the three against each other upon solar scales, and with each balancing they grew larger and more perfect. Sekur massaged the nascent worlds, much to their thrashing pleasure, filling them with power, and with cutting strokes most quick and precise, carved open the innards of the third. With surgery deific the shark's spleen was replaced with a pulsing pocket spleen world, within which was a further pocket tree-world, within which was a spatial coffer-world, within which was a extradimensional egg-world, within which was a microcosm needle-world.
Name(s): The Worldsharks Jigsaw, Bitey and Multitude
Origin/Element: Violence + Balance + 0.33 Creation
Type: World
Description: Three giant shark worlds made of earth and stone and water and ice and all the other things of interest, swimming in the void that is not, constantly hunting and biting off pieces from the other two, maintaining a rough equilibrium between all three.
The third shark contains within its spleen analogue a pocket world, bigger on the inside than the outside, and truly world sized, though still smaller than the actual world-shark. There are several further nested worlds within the spleen-world, each somewhat smaller, but still very very big.
Through the wild thrashing and clawing of miles long coils of violence made flesh, the realm of violence begins to solidify into something comprehensible. Hundred mouthed creatures of all sorts and types crawl and fly and swim, warring against each other, with weapons, fists and teeth, and with the sharpest and most biting of words. Above the sky constantly strikes at itself and the ground with heat lighting, the winds battle themselves in tornadoes and the oozing slimy ground and oceans of literal blood is pelted with rains of acid, fire and ice. The oozing, suppurating earth shakes and quakes, tearing itself apart. Where blades meet flesh, new life crawls out, where the speakers brutalize each other until they understand violence and join together into a new creature, where battles are fought for territory, for peace, for the attention of the most High, or for entertainment.
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Topic: On the Origins of Conflict (IC) (Read 15939 times)