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Wyrd.
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Date Posted: 23:41:48 02/24/03 Mon
In reply to:
Vain
's message, "Universal Flux" on 20:22:31 02/24/03 Mon
Wyrd never created any energy, but merely used what was there. The finger moved out of reach, but instead was replaced by the foot coming for his nose instead. Jaws flashed, and his teeth embedded into the soft flesh of the doe hide boot. A multiverse created itself within him. It was of no concern. The elements within him tore it apart before it could even mature. There would be nothing to implode, or explode. It was simply gone. He pulled backways on the boot, knowing full well that the creature would merely slip out of it, should it strike him fancy, though the flesh of the boot was think, his teeth were thicker than the substance of the boot, and most likely start to bite into the man's foot soon instead. An iron grip of silver teeth.
Evolution was only the menial way of gaining knowledge and power, not like earning it through trial and error, when everything was taken through sheer luck and innovation. No, Wyrd would not cease to be, for he was far too stuborn for that, nor would he relent, after all, A paradox could never truely be understood, nor ever controlled. Only one held perfect reign over him, and she was not forgiving in her own right.
Energy was absorbed, whether through creation, destruction, of anything in between. Everything was realitive. In the end, only one would be left. Null and Void ceased to have meaning, as both were completely the same. Null on Void cancelled, and Void on Null would fuel it further. The paradox shifted, and air ceased to flow. It started to grow stagnate and thick, as though water wanted to manifest itself entirely and drown the two of them.
Crimson eyes glinted gleefully. There was no imagination at all.
He didn't need one.
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