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Aug. 13th, 2015

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In the Valley of the Shadow:

Chapter XVI: 

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Good answer. Now, I shall see how I may set things to rights.


Godzilla, default

In the Valley of the Shadow:

Chapter XVI: 

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Good answer. Now, I shall see how I may set things to rights.


Aug. 5th, 2015

I am Ozymandias, King of Kings

For a classic of two economic examples:

Two countries in the same overall region of Africa, both affected by the policies and misjudgments of British and Afrikaner Imperialism emerged in the wake of the Wars of National Liberation in the region. One of them, Botswana, is a country that was dirt poor and includes as much desert as a predictable analogy to Southwest Asian states. Yet, in the period since independence, Botswana capitalized on its human and natural resources to be one of the greatest economic success stories in Africa, and one of the few countries to actually leap up economic tiers. Botswana also to a much greater degree than in Zimbabwe relied on the free market and got out of the imperialist era with minimal warfare and dislocation caused by same, as well as rapidly transitioning to the rule of the people who actually lived there.

By comparison, Rhodesia cursed Zimbabwe with a legacy of ruinous warfare to establish an independent state and where the failure ended in promoting the rise of a hardline advocate of an old-model command economy, complete with central planning bureau, mass expropriation and expulsion of unliked residents, and has a dictator who uniquely among modern leaders actually has a Hitler mustache. Mugabe's Zimbabwe is a museum piece of old-school Stalinist methods as much as North Korea, but like North Korea is subsidized by neighbors who tend to prefer it limping along to cleaning up its mess after it totters over.

Given both started from relatively undesirable positions and that one is a unique globally case of splendid success and the other is a memorial to the older model societies usually shoved under the rug and accepted as no longer really existing today, why did one succeed and the other fail?

To me the questions of success and failure usually tend to be appraised on very relative terms at best, and the questions of standards of freedom and prosperity are applied more strictly to poor countries than they are to rich ones. Analyzed with the same kind of scrutiny applied to either Botswana or Zimbabwe, both the USA and EU would have major holes in their economy, so would Russia or China. As with a later post I intend to do on North and South Korea, I believe most of these questions also presume a single standard of evolution where people determine their own destinies, which as with Zimbabwe isn't entirely true of everywhere on the planet.

Where outside forces act with malevolent intent to people who live in countries, their fate is seldom happy in any legitimate sense.

https://www.aei.org/publication/botswana-and-zimbabwe-a-tale-of-two-countries/

Jul. 19th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter XI:

The gathered Supers, some limping and bleeding, and others fresh and full of fight careened toward Zee, whose bellowed threat had drawn them as moths before the flamecut for lengthCollapse )



I made a beckoning gesture to my sister, who grinned again with that hellish smile and seemed to disappear in a blur lunging to where she expected me to be......
 


Jul. 16th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter X:

The fireball surged forth, intending to break my enemies before they could assemble together, yet once more Willpower and Fear negated the flames, the fireball surging around them and then being dissipated into nothingness. cut for violence, gore, and lengthCollapse )

Jun. 13th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter IX: 

Ah, Hal Jordan. Wielder of a Ring of Power that amplifies the power of anyone who can control it through willpower alone. The mightiest willpower in the Known Multiverse, at least your Known Multiverse. cut for length and goreCollapse )</div>



As the flames began to ignite and the fireball formed in my mouth, I saw hurling down from the skies now a streak of red light. Atrocitus. My next target. It seemed that a mere manipulation of probability really was all it took to draw together the leaders of these corps......
 

Jun. 7th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter VIII: 

Guardians of the Universe! 

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Hal Jordan, the first of my targets. Now is when the fun begins! 

May. 30th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

 Chapter VII:

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As I gazed out with contempt across the Central Citadel of Oa, I smiled.

The Guardians are known to take foolish decisions on a spur of the moment basis, so let's exploit that, shall we?


As I said this, I saw the panels of the two-dimensional surface I had entered, and noticed to my pleasure that now, for the first time, I was fully three dimensional in an otherwise two-dimensional space. This was going to be fun. I saw then a collection of small blue-skinned men and bowed before them in a semblance of humility.......

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter VI: cut for violence, gore, potential triggersCollapse )

And as his beam fired, the shield of darkness concealed my grasping around myself a new kind of armor. A localized distortion of reality itself sufficient to make the Triune One's realm tremble. Metatron would find out that fate, ever cruel, is a harsh and a terrible thing and that even them condemned to greatness by it take no pleasure in what it is that they must do.....

May. 21st, 2015

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In the Valley of the Shadow:

Chapter XV: 

As the Lightdancer hovered over the Crater, Suvacel snarled likewise. The seeming stalemate was broken when the  Beast lunged toward them both, kicking Suvacel on her back and tackling the Lightdancer, hurling her likewise and then fixing his hand on her throat.

That's enough, Lightdancer! You are a God among insects here, why wage a war with one of them? 

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Within the Monarchist Camp:

Suvacel grinned as the pieces of the Lightdancer's armor began to hover and whirl around her. It would be amusing to take this and develop a device that would assure her place in perpetuity as a ruler, to be sure. But if you commanded the armor of a God, who needed ruling? With power like this in her hands, she could destroy and burn to her heart's content. She would ascend to higher spheres, would set her throne above the mountains of the Gods. All would kneel before her in the assembly of the masses across an Omniverse whose existence was confirmed by not just the sinister Shadow-woman of the Jehexaderavcal Moon but by the Lightdancers. She would be Most High, Ancient of Days, before whom all that is or would ever be would tremble.

Not a ruler, but a primordial force of destruction. The God and the Monster of primordial myth walking among mortals, now not merely God from the Machine but God empowered by the Machine.

The glowing energies cast eerie shadows as the armor was reforged and grew in size, a colossus forming. The light reflected in her eyes, now pools of eldritch and unnatural light that laughed with the mocking and baying howling of demons......

May. 15th, 2015

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In the Valley of the Shadow:

Chapter XIV:

The Pass of the Dead, VII Telnakazu:

The boot collided with a sickening crunch that sent Suvacel careening into the ground, and with the impact, the Omega Program automatically sent her into a landing pattern designed to roll with the speed, not simply to crash into the ground with overwhelming force. Even as she began to rise to her feet, the being that hovered over her gazed down, body now once more white as snow, golden eyes all zeroed in on her.
Suvacel roared, calling to herself the same glowing energy. As her armor began to glow and her healed flesh became translucent, but now an appalling sickly green instead of the brilliant blue. Glowing once more with the eldritch power that made her semi-translucent, Suvacel roared a challenge as she hurled a fist at the Lightdancer. In response the Lightdancer simply made a fist of her own, catching Suvacel's punch with a punch of her own. The resulting shockwave disintegrated altogether troops and machines in the blast zone, and hurled everyone in the armies around like ragdolls, leaving only Vizornii Hezhatin standing, and one other in the field.

Arsharzin Hezhatin looked at the immense crater the impact of the battling godlike entities had made and then felt a familiar transformation beginning. As his eyes turned completely yellow, he cried in a voice that commanded even the attention of the Lightdancer:

Nothing can stop the Beast! The Beast is the strongest one there is!

Apr. 25th, 2015

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Godzilla vs. MONSTER ZERO:

Chapter VI: 

Gigantis roared, a bellow that was far too high-pitched for any creature of its size and bulk, as the various enemies that sought to turn to it surged forward. Its spines lit with an eerie otherworldly glow and then the creature turned and fired the beam straight at the MONSTER ZERO control center, the device erupting with a spectacular set of flames, ashes and soot smearing across the snow and permafrost of Antarctica. Gigantis watched with amused satisfaction as this freeing effect unleashed Megalon and King Ghidorah, which flew off altogether, and Gigan, which a bit more slowly than the other two did likewise. The monster's slow pace was marked by a set of thunderous footfalls as the creature's spines lit up again and it fired its beam at the deformed clone, Minilla wailing in agony as the blast caused it to erupt in another spectacular eruption of flesh, bone, guts, and charred radiation-soaked matter across the snow. Gigantis's footfalls, tremendous in nature, continued to echo amidst the roars and howls of the other monsters.

As the impulses containing them ceased, Battra and Mothra took flight likewise and began to wing their way to parts unknown, and so, more slowly, did Gigamoth. With Gigantis reaching a point of contact with its foes, its spines lit up and then beams began to fire outward, slamming into its enemies with force that seared and burnt into them, hurling them backwards. Of its foes, Godzilla and Gamera were unshaken by the blasts, while Guiron lurched forward with a grunting, snorting bellow. Gigantis roared, a shorter snorting bellow, before unleashing the beam right at Guiron's eyes. The explosive power caused the creature to howl and veer aside, and Gigantis's spines began to glow with a red and yellow aspect, both cracking with an eerie lightning-like appearance.

The beam surged forth again, with a crackling spiral effect that lanced forward into Guiron, which roared again as the beam ripped open its shoulder to the bone, tearing from there across its neck and face. All of one blast was sufficient to lead Guiron to join the other monsters that fled, turning tail and plunging into the depths of the sea. A dark purplish miasma followed it, slicking across the surface of the ocean and going within. Gigantis then turned to its sole two opponents left standing before it, not counting the iguanas that had crept up to it. One of the iguanas sought to launch itself toward Gigantis's flank only for the monster's tail to smash into its skull with a fatal impact that slew the creature with one blow, repeating this for the other two.

As Godzilla and Gamera both stood, Gamera then unleashed a string of fireballs that collided into Gigantis with force sufficient to blast it back, while Bagan took flight, unleashing several waves of circular slicing disks that caused Gigantis to roar in pain, turning its gaze to Bagan. The spines began to glow red as Godzilla's own spines lit up with a blue light and then the monster began to turn its head aside, the energies there drawing together and then surging out in a beam of brilliant blue and white energy that smashed into Gigantis as the monster's own spiral ray tore into Bagan's wing, puncturing it and causing Bagan to fall to the ground with a colossal impact that raised a tremendous cloud of snow and ice.

Gigantis roared in triumph and began to turn toward Bagan, only for another string of Gamera's fireballs to attract the monster's attention as Gamera lurched forward, moving with a blinding speed that seemed improbable in the extreme for a monster eighty meters tall. Gamera's fireballs continued to smash into Gigantis's face in sequences of three, only for Gigantis to incline forward slightly and then smash its shoulder into Gamera with sufficient force to smash the monster into the snow. By this point Bagan rose from the ground, its healing factor stitching together its wing, unleashing more of the disks toward Gigantis, who turned and fired the spiral ray into Bagan's own open mouth, the blast causing Bagan to roar in agony and lurch backward, blood spewing forward from its mouth.

Gigantis then saw Godzilla now closing in onto him, the other monster's fangs smashing into his arm with enough force to draw blood, the sheer weight of the impact enough to knock Gigantis onto his back. The monster prepared to fire his beam, the spines glowing with enough power to begin to melt the permafrost and the ice that transformed into a slushy and slippery mud. While Gamera and Bagan dug down their claws into the ground, Gigantis maneuvered with just sufficient force and a Psionic suggestion to knock Godzilla off of him, firing his beam right into Gamera's face, drawing an agonized roar from the other monster, which in turn unleashed more fireballs, and the three monsters in turn were to draw closer together. Gigantis rose to his feet, the dark and unholy reprise of the strange Psionic power-up and attack all in one echoing around it as an eerie spectral wail, a chorus without instruments or composer.

The monster roared, his spines glowing, and then began to move toward his enemies, the other monsters surging forward likewise with rumbling roars. As Gigantis moved forward, out of the periphery of its vision it sensed the return of one of the foes who had fled, the foe angered and wrathful at the mere existence of Gigantis and prepared for a renewed clash, its inherent nature overwhelming any of its attempts to fight it.......

Apr. 16th, 2015

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The things one finds through Google:

So, not only are there real life superheroes now, there also just so happen to have been real life supervillains and even a real life supervillain team. And this isn't actually a joke.

........

Only comment I have is.....

Why? Why would anyone do this? 

http://io9.com/5241787/super-villain-attacks-cincinnatis-real-life-superhero-your-move-shadowhare#

Apr. 13th, 2015

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In The Valley of the Shadow:

Chapter XIII: 

The Pass of the Dead, VII Telnakazu:

For all who survived the oncoming horrors, their initial signs were fairly straightforward. cut for length and contentCollapse )
The familiar sensation of the Omega Program surged again, the world became clear. Light and darkness, friend and foe. And the monstrous creature over her whose foot was careening for her chest with a speed that her abilities could just barely detect in time to form a shield hopefully strong enough to resist the impact of that dark silver boot on her armor.......

Mar. 29th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter V: 

I awoke once more, enchained when I saw striding toward me the supposedly familiar form of Deborah. Only the form seemed errant, somehow. Taller, with streaks of dark blue running through her hair. Twelve eyes instead of nine and more human than non-human. Tcut for lengthCollapse ) My face lit up from ear to ear with a shark's grin as my opponent recovered in a rather short time, all things considered, from the sonic assault and propelled herself into motion as I chose to do the same. And this time there would be no trickery to imprison me. Of this I knew all too well.

Mar. 24th, 2015

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Got work on Thursday:

An AP Geography class, no less. So it will be my first time of teaching actual college-level material.

Mar. 21st, 2015

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Into The Land of Doom:

Chapter I:

Supreme Commander Stazharzin, general of all the armies of an Empire that spanned tens of Galaxies stood before an Earth that, as per the Monarchists' surveillance via the Simultech consoles was in a furor. The Null Zones did their work splendidly. All this miserable orb's fission and fission-fusion bombs were detonated in one spectacular demonstration of the Empire's power.
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Godzilla, default

Into The Land of Doom:

Chapter I:

Supreme Commander Stazharzin, general of all the armies of an Empire that spanned tens of Galaxies stood before an Earth that, as per the Monarchists' surveillance via the Simultech consoles was in a furor. The Null Zones did their work splendidly. All this miserable orb's fission and fission-fusion bombs were detonated in one spectacular demonstration of the Empire's power.
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Mar. 14th, 2015

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Into The Land of Doom:

Prologue: 

2014 Anno Domini, 22 June:

When humanity first discovered the prospects of genuine alien lifeforms, there initially had been a wave of exultation and fear, and a growth of apocalyptic mentalities. With humanity not alone in the universe, awe certainly seemed to be a proper initial response. Then the Hubble Space Telescope detected a set of what appeared to be large-scale combat operations in space between aliens whose powers in the realm of war was truly awe-inspiring in the oldest senses of that word. Their ships were massive and heavily armored, but the wars they fought in space were not fought just by the starships in question but by what seemed to be both kill sats and drones, with gleaming rows and rays of fire lancing through the skies and what were verified as massive thermonuclear eruptions on a grand scale. The fear this created was a great one, but it began to get worse when some of the starships began to seemingly shift in the direction of Earth.

That this indicated some type of faster than light travel was possible was an astonishing phenomenon that likewise roiled the world. But then, on this day, the 22nd of June in that year of the Christian calendar, signs and wonders began of strange and improbable note. Telescopes unveiled the sights of alien starships landing on the larger Jovian and Saturnian moons and the spread of what seemed like orbital battle-stations from the landings. Likewise with the larger asteroids of the asteroid belt. And then, to our shock, on that date, the aliens decelerated from Faster than Light travel over the planet Mars, landing to establish what seemed like these otherworldly bridgeheads, bridgeheads designed by no sapient mind for peace.

It was then that the wonder began to turn to panic, the moreso when we detected signs that the aliens were decelerating over our own world. With this, I, the War Geek, conclude what may be my final blog post. And how poetic, then, that if Man meets his masters from beyond the stars we meet them on the anniversary of Napoleon and Hitler invading Russia, Perhaps we, too, shall give them a surprise.

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The Battlecraft New Monarchy, Decelerating over Tamir III: 

"Brutish orb, isn't it?" 

Azazteti Stazarzhin turned to the huge, oafish Roes'in next to him, glad at least that he would be able to communicate by more than sign language and gestures with someone of his own species. The Roes'in, like Stazarzhin himself was a stocky being with a chinless face with deep sunken yellow eyes and a massive brow-ridge, arched in shape. Their noses were broad, and their dark grey, almost pitch-hued skin was marked with mottled dark orange patterns. The Roes'in High General continued to speak,

"Insofar as we know, these Zhrunzhir have but one type of space travel workable at the moment. The robotic probes that we encountered through their planetary system and the roving robots on the fourth planet of that system. Including the one crushed by an extension of one of our bases." 

Stazharzin murmured to himself, lost in thought, the murmur echoing as a deep rumbling sound like boulders grinding together.

"If they can do this, I presume they have at least an understanding of how to split and merge the atom for destructive effect?" 

His subordinate blinked. "Not sure how this follows, Supreme Commander."

His face impassively fixed into a dispassionate gaze, Stazarzhin merely turned and glared at the soldier, who balked at him, thinking Naturally you would not grasp the self-evident.

To his amusement, his subordinate stammered for a bit before saying, "Yes, Supreme Commander. They have fission-fusion and fission bombs."

Stazarzhin's face broke out in a sinister smile "Only fission-fusion and fission? No true fusion or antimatter?" 

"Correct, Supreme Commander."

"Then we will be able to simply contain the blasts in Null Zones. Thus, even where we would take notice of the Zhrunzhir, they have nothing for us to fear. Well, High General Artkhanzhin, you and I are going to be the first World-Conquerors our Empire has produced. Before us the stumbling malformed creatures of Tamir III will fall as the microsapients of their world would before a Drakhzhak on ours."

Laughing, Azazteti Stazharzin then turned his gaze to that world once more, "These mesosapients do have huge conglomerations together, to be sure. They are a species that has rudimentary space travel and means to split and merge the atom, within limits. But next to the might of our world ours is such a vastly superior iron hand that their world would disintegrate as a civilization in a matter of three revolutions of this planet around its axis. We have no reason, Artkhanzhin, to bother with the divisions of such inferior bungling mockeries of the form of our race, because what they do or do not do is immaterial.

All that truly matters is whether or not this is a world that can serve as a hedgehog against Xaderavcal." 

Both then laughed as Stazharzhin, Supreme Commander of the Fourth Monarchy of the Underlan Empire's Armies issued the order "Release the Null-Zones to dismantle the local fission and fission-fusion arsenals. By now our Simultech consoles should have hacked and co-opted the rudimentary Information Networks of this primitive dirt clod, and when we've done that, we'll smash their satellite coverage network, disintegrate the artificial satellite covering, and initiate planetfall.

I want to see the look on the Zhrunzhir's faces when their pitiful understandings of that which is not them from beyond their purview becomes reality!"

Amidst oafish laughter the orders were given. And as the Null Zones were activated humanity would never again be the same.......

Feb. 9th, 2015

Godzilla, default

And a happy birthday to:

abomvubuso! May yours be a happy and a prosperous one!

Jan. 28th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter IV:

I saw walking toward me the familiar and indeed hateful form of Zazhalanzanai, or so it would seem on the surface. Tall and monstrous looking, the dished face with its seemingly swollen features that was neither anthropoid nor simian, but some hellish thing in between. Her form, but not her voice. The voice was deep and rumbling, the speech from other stars to our own:

 

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I remained hovering, pondering these questions.
 

Jan. 26th, 2015

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Announcement:

As of yesterday, I am now in a poly triad with [personal profile] the_kasalim_system and [personal profile] rhiannonsystem . I am very pleased with this as knowing these two lovely ladies for five years has given me much appreciation for their brains and their beauty. <3

Jan. 14th, 2015

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So.......

As of today,  I now not only am fully employed, but am now fully registered in the system where I shall be working. As I want to work in education for a living, this means that I'm starting off as a substitute teacher for my local parish and then going on from there. Got to get that expierence somewhere. ^.^

Jan. 4th, 2015

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The Shadow on the Moon At Night:

Chapter III:

Space Station Fordin VI:

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Xaderavcal then grasped her in a telekinetic hold that kept the Shadow-woman ramrod-straight, arms clasped against her body, legs together, and then took off in flight. Even as she did, she took a deep breath. This started easily enough as fights went, but she knew deep down that it was easier to start something like this than to end it.
 


Dec. 30th, 2014

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter II:

The Fortress of Eternity:
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I heard the speech in these languages, seeing the shifting colors and was astonished at how omniscience rendered all languages and gestures easily understood. So astonished, in fact, that I failed to react as I foresaw to the blasts of the plasma cannons, which hurled multiple volleys of vast fireballs toward me. Instead, I folded my arms across my chest and felt heat growing around my face as my eyes began to glow, a smile growing on my face........

Dec. 27th, 2014

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Chapter I:

How precisely does one begin a tale where one discovers unfathomably ancient horrors not only still exist but have power greater even than that of their latter-day heirs? cut for length and potentially disturbing contentCollapse )</div></div>


It was with questions like these roiling through my head that I temporarily passed out from bloodloss on her shoulders and felt the sense of weightlessness as the Lightdancer took me to the Fortress of Eternity.

Dec. 23rd, 2014

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The Shadow on the Moon at Night:

Prologue:

The smiling white face with green hair was one that brought still more dissonance than usual. cut for violence and goreCollapse ). As she teleported out of the building and prepared to leave, she looked up at the moon, where the shadow on the moon left a strange impression momentarily, calligraphy in the tongue of their father. Arakazanu, she murmured. Ara, destiny's iron hand begins its onward march......

Dec. 18th, 2014

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Lightdancer, Epilogue:

So it holds true ever again and again in reality and rhyme, love's ever new as the morning dew, and hate is as old as time-Kirby and Simon, Boy's Ranch

The Lightdancer hovered in the skies over the Fortress of Eternity, watching Vincent calmly sleeping and enjoying this link to his humanity. Nine eyes set in a chalky-white skin turned to the creature on her right, whose olive skin, white hair, and white pupilless eyes in turn turned toward hers.

Your payment, as requested.


Handing her both her original armors, Deborah then smiled and turned to the first of the trophies in her trophy-room,  a gift from the Shadow-woman herself. Namely an image from a past of hers that remained yet in Deborah's own future, a youthful girl of thirteen who was healed in the Fortress from the horrors of a dimension whose very name was unspeakable and given life anew and the vision to transcend limits.

I owe you that I see my nature as a means to transcend boundaries dear kinswoman. You are the woman of tomorrow, beyond humanity altogether. Our dear sibling in the citadel is but all too human, the epitome of human tyranny on a monstrous scale. You give a chance to them who think that they have none, and in your hands is the destiny of mortals to watch the fall of the iron curtain around them, the wall of sleep that permits us to walk among them unknown and unconcealed. I am the great wild card that entrances society as it is yet to be, and you? The woman of tomorrow stands forth to herald the end of one aeon and the rise of a new and a  greater one. Even moreso than Azarath, time has no meaning in the Fortress. Here is a tree whose fruit produces healing for the tears of nations and species that are yet to have been and which are, and which were.

Smiling with a shark's grin, the Shadow-woman clasped Deborah's lower arm as Deborah did likewise.

Farewell, dear kinswoman, and know this: that humanity has found in you that which will be best-remembered. In the darkness of the clouds of smoke that you produce, you have brought liberation, and a new destiny.


The Shadow-woman vanished into a flash of light blue light, and Deborah continued to float, glorying in the new sensations she'd begun to understand at long last. Now, she understood what would become the core of a new and a grand life, waging war against the darkness that infested countless universes to bring forth renewal. Order had found its signal-bearer. Quietly, Deborah landed in the Fortress of Eternity and then looked at the photograph, and found tears coming to her eyes that she could not explain at the pattern of injuries thus seen......

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Lightdancer:

Chapter XXIV: 

“You are just in these judgments, O Holy One,  you who are and who were; for they have shed the blood of your holy people and your prophets,
    and you have given them blood to drink as their due”-Revelation 16:5-6.

The Azar smiled as the combatants landed in the Citadel of the Temple, the Shadow-woman throwing a massive blow into Whateley's face and toppling him even as his brother sought to activate once more his cloak of invisibility and found the attempt unavailing.

Welcome to the Temple Azarath, O Immortals, who now enter into the realm where I live, I the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end. I am the one who hung the stars themselves, who separates light from darkness! All shall kneel before me!

Whateley, rising from the thunderous impact of his body on the golden pavement, growled and then unleashed a spell from the Al-Azif, invoking the name of his dreadful father, and was gratified when the egotistical monster before him was blasted heels over head, landing on her face. Then, smiling, Whateley began to launch lightning from his fingers only to see a vast wall of black smoke absorb the lightning and then as the smoke failed the rising and angered face of the Azar absorbing a sudden blow from Deborah's fist that led to her being hurled toward the Whateley brothers, who in the event were smashed together by the impact. Grinning, the Azar then rose and prepared to unleash the Trombone again only for Whateley to grasp her leg and hurl her downward, face impacting her own citadel, causing it to jostle with the impact as the Shadow-woman began to form ribbons of darkness about the vast multi-mouthed egg-like form of the younger Whateley brother. Hundreds of mouths gnashed and spoke rumbling blasphemies in choked-up voices, but found themselves incapable of biting the darkness, which simply seemed to dissolve the teeth that sought to bite into it. As the same corrosive aspect began to work its way into the vast ropes of tentacles, the darkness then pooled on the ground and from it began to form the vast cape of the Shadow-woman and armor of gold emblazoned with a symbol the Azar did not recognize, her skin once more a light olive and her hair white with her eyes white.

The Azar then turned to Wilbur Whateley, gaping in astomishment at what was happening to his brother, and kicked him into the walls of her citadel with a sudden blow that led to him impact with a rubbery bounce that astonished her and led to him moving right back to her and throwing her against her own throne, at which point the right on her ring finger of her left hand glowed and Whateley withdrew his hand, screeching in an inhuman voice of agony. When he withdrew his hands, the Azar then willed that the very Throneroom itself began to assault the Whateley brothers, the younger's body nearly healed altogether from the corrosion-effect that had dissolved the teeth altogether in three dozen of his mouths and now screeching anew as rolling energies began to slice into him. So, too, did Wilbur. Yet both Deborah and the Shadow-woman merely proved to stumble at first and then both turned toward her, eyes unleashing waves of light that arced toward her, slicing into her armor with sufficient power to disorient her and then to halt her unleashing the rippling waves of destruction. Meanwhile, Vincent had quietly anchored his feet into the ground and prepared a specialized type of mortar to unleash a shell that gleamed and held the Azar rapt with fascination and fear, before it landed on her with a glowing brilliance that led all Azarath itself to likewise be veiled in light.

The Whateley brothers yelled now in anger at being blinded, but the Lightdancer then called to the Azar,

"Behold! The form of humanity shall be that which ends this futile struggle! All that you have done, O supposedly omnipotent one, is delay and further enhance the egoes of those beneath us, and all you have done likewise is wear yourself down to a point that you flee once more to this charnelhouse beyond space and time. No more,  O egotistical Godling, shall this be done!"

Azarath itself responded with an unholy dissonant clamor that echoed from all that was or would ever be within it: 

I am the Alpha and the Omega, the greatest who has ever been or will ever be. You speak of humanity? Humanity is but the maggots that swim on Putrescent Filth, we are their superiors, and to them we shall dictate!

Deborah then  smiled and as the Azarath itself began to force an overpowering wave of immense force, called upon her shield and sword. As the immense clouds of the immovable object collided with the unstoppable force, Deborah spoke once more:

"Now we shall see who of us is the greater! Just as we did on that day in the desert!"

With a savage roar, the colliding forces impacted with a wave of force that caused blackness to swallow everyone in the throneroom, all save the Azar vanishing as though they had never been...........

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Three days later:

The Azar of Azarath awoke and saw that in her Empire all was darkness and remained so. Once more the great immortal warlord felt an unusual feeling that would begin to become a common aspect of her life: fear. Because she knew, instinctively, that all her foes lived. The Whateley Brothers, fortunately, had all memory of their latest quest driven away, yet she, the omniscient center of many universes sought to focus on the Fortress of Eternity, a mere atom in a vast and unrelenting Omniverse, and saw nothing. For the omniscient, to discover that her power had limits made her also begin to long for something she had been told once in a dream was impossible and might even be possible: perhaps the Azar of Azarath could die, and with strange aeons, Igna of Domdaniel could be restored and gain access to all that she had once her body had altered.

Godzilla, default

Lightdancer:

Chapter XXIII: 

The friends I left that parting day, how changed as time has sped! Young childhood grown, strong manhood grey, and half of all are dead-Abraham Lincoln, My Childhood Home I see Again.

Whateley emerged before the city from a miasma of horrid light-green mist that carried with it the chill odors of the crypt, sickening to the point of vomiting those unfortunate enough to catch the full blast
As her foes prepared to continue their fight, the Azar then called forth with her Trombone that sent them all, save Deborah and the Shadow-woman, reeling or disoriented, and then called forth a portal that grasped each of them and hurled them headlong through the disorienting sensations of being bodiless and weightless. In the process, Deborah quietly transformed her frame back into her human form, smiling to herself as she knew the reaction that would ensue when the Azar saw that form once more.

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