So this place has now been pretty much entirely taken ove by The Truthseekers but still no sign of Dreslith or Gwen. We've had a few skirmishes with them but we've come out of it pretty well so far. Yesterday night though I had an interesting visitor. I woke up to having a cigar shoved into my mouth and lit. I spit it out and heard a familiar voice.
"Well that was a waste... teach me to try and show generosity..."
A red hand flashed into view and it's fingers snapped and the room was lit up. Jack was sitting on the side of the bed casually drinking from his flask.
Me: What the hell are you doing hee Jack?
Jack: Nothing much. Just got bored and came to talk. Let's have a philosophical discussion.
Me: I'm sorry I'm not exactly in the mood for a headache right now.
Jack: Well too bad it wasn't a request. You ever heard it said "All The Myths Are True"?
Me: I'm not getting into this with you Jack...
Jack: What if it were true? Well it can't be true you say. Many myths contradict others. For instance how can all the different creation myths possibly be true?
Me: Not listening...
Jack: Now that's an easy question. By happening retroactively they can all be true. One creation myth occurs. This in turn creates another which retroactvely becomes the creation myth and creates others which all become "The" creation myth. All occurred. All are true. All influence the world together. The world is simultaneously carried on the back of a giant turtle and is also the mutilated body of a dead god.
Me: Are you still talking?
Jack: So take my own creation myth. According to me I created all The Fears but, there are other myths about the origin of The Fears. One could say they're just all wrong and mine is right but that's not how it goes. They are all true they just didn't actually happen at the same time or in the same sequence. Except they did from the point of view of everyone involved.
Me: I'm going back to sleep.
Jack: Now of course as I said one had to of kicked off the others. So which was it? Well as much as I'd love to say it was me I couldn't do so honestly. See due to the retroactive nature I automatically was first from my point of view but so were all te others. No one involved is aware of their retroactive state.
Me: Wait! Unikeia knew all about the retroactive nature of The Ne Timu! You're lying!
Jack: Ha! I knew you were listening! The Ne Timu know about their own situation because they read your blog where in I explained it.
Me: ... Oh. Well as long as you know I'm listening what the hell does this have to do with me?
Jack: Nothing at all. Like I said I just felt like talking and frankly I like you muffy. Yo're fun to converse with.
Me: I'm so glad the god of Evil likes me...
Jack: Oh that reminds me... I should do something about Harold and Faceless... I don't like being deceived.
Me: Hey wait no!
Jack: Oh? You don't think I should kill them both?
Me: No!We need them!
Jack: True... The game is more fun with them involved... Ok I'll spare them... On one condition.
Me: What?
Jack suddenly turned to face me his eyes sparkling with well concealed anger.
Jack: Play the game, Nathan. Give up on whatever pointless and inane plan you've concocted against me.
With that he disappeared. The only proof of the conversation being the smoldering cigar on the floor.
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