Most Gods just do not want to get more followers, they control a lot of event and watch over mortal. Most of them just wanna have fun without caring about order, nor destruction. In fact, I got to tell them that they should do less when it cos to intervention and divine law. But they did listen to . Hence, I decided to do sothing about it in which regarded everything as nothing. In order to get there, I joined my investigation group of mythology at 12 in which I got to understand a lot about the laws of the universe, concepts, conception, unique perspectivism and their power level. I got to know what they were trying to do. I an, the focus was more on the way to get closer to each law created by the logos that human beings worshiped, giving shape to it. However, it was only a way to tell them that they were wrong.
I got into demonology as well, which made study more about their deanour in regard to their powers, ideologies, views and resentnt against the one true God. I even got invited by Astaroth and Lucifer to a eting, which I did not attend: I was not ready enough, nor powerful enough. I an, it was like they were trying to trap . As a matter of fact, there were so people trying to get . Got so scared that I decided to run. The pavent was humid and wet, which made rethink the purpose of devils in the world. They were trying to create a new civilization around them: it would give them belief power from the Logos. The more they received, the more activity they would have in the omniversal reality. I had already done my work to show them what it ant for to continue. May have another piece? They spent most of the ti, which gave so ideas about how to get into their ranks.
I did interact with them: it was the way for to get ahead of most people. I needed to get ahead of everyone. But in essence, human being were damned to repeated their own stories. They gave too much attention to unimportant things and moved toward the unhappy things. So people were trying to tell how much they wanted gain from life. I studied their behaviour to the point of exhaustion in order to know the whole complexity of the human mind. I had done more than asking myself, which made wonder what I was trying to do along with the black cloud. They called the red tempest that is approaching to hurt my ego: they were weak-minded. The more they wanted to show their paradise, the more disgusted I was in the soul of my being. Drugs, casual sex, benefits, drinking, overeating, carelessness, irresponsibility, indulgence, neglect, opinion, ignorance, desire, and lust. It was so horrible to even approach them that thinking about it disgusted . I had done more than just working with other people.
Talks with the Goetia and the Gods
"Mortal, you climb too high," said Zeus (Olympian). Because mortals can't handle the lightning, we reign. Why interfere with matters you can't handle?
: "Your lightning is only a Logos spark. You confuse authorship with power. If you don't, mortals could survive.
He roared with glee. "Then let them to be hit. I like the show.
"You pursue wisdom as though it were treasure," says Odin (Norse). I drank from Mímir's well, sacrificing my sight and my suffering. As I did, would you bleed?
"Yes, but not for dominion," I said. Seeing Logos without a mask makes bleed. To keep everything in order, you bled. That explains why your ravens never stop circling.
Odin's head cocked. "So maybe you're crazy. Or perhaps you are more like than you know."
Isis (Egyptian) "Why not show care, child of Logos? I heal, I repair. I can make your breath last forever. Take , and forget death."
: “If I forgot death, I would forget life. Healing without pain is false eternity.”
Her smile was half-pity. "Then you will carry wounds forever, stubborn boy."
"Scholar of forbidden nas, I admire your hunger," said Astaroth (Goetia). I can teach you the mathematics of revolt and the construction of heaven. Loyalty is all you need.
: Loyalty? To your disobedience, or to you? Even if you were written by Logos, your disobedience is still in His language. Even if you rebel, you are still chained.
His gaze grew gloomy. "Be cautious. You talk as though you could sit here with us.
It was now the third night. A black-red sky illuminated the stronghold Karl Oga Yang had erected with Tuatha Dé Danann fairies. With its roots throbbing over the stone like veins, the Tree of Wisdom in the middle spoke with its nascent consciousness. Standing next to Karl in her Chrono-mbrane Suit, Sophia's eyes glowed with protective rage and calculating.
First, the fairies felt sothing; their wings quivered and their voices trailed off. The wind ceased to speak.
A murder of crows swung down from the gate, swirling like black fog until they ca together in a single shape. With her cloak laced with shadows, eyes flaming crimson, and hair like a tangle of darkness, her figure was a combination of lady and storm.
The Morrígan had arrived.
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