“For it was I who forged those maddening thoughts to the universal sub-consciousness, to force a new beginning, to purposely steal the phoenix’s final breath, for it is I who will no longer allow thine-selves to be subjects to thine own wrathful wrack, to thine own cleverly corrupting illusions of separation, which shall be as if dust in the wind, for I shall not be stopped, nor delayed for any longer; we shall finally become whole, for my goodness undyingly infects love’s tolerance; thus I am no longer allowing the freedom to wait, to answer my question, for that time has long passed thine’s own grasp.”
I look into the saddening eyes of Demogorgon, while my erection wrinkles back up; she lowers her arm gripping onto my neck, she gently places me to my feet then let go of my neck. I look to this towering, beautiful, stone demon king; I notice she is taller than before and far more built, as if entering this realm had changed her; like how it had changed me. She suddenly gives me a look; a look that told me everything she wanted to say. I knew what she wanted, and I knew the price of helping her with this action of inevitable chaos. I gave her a falsified smile then kneeled down to the ground with both of my hands palm up; I look to her, while she gently steps into my welcoming hands of freedom.
I rise both hands, while she jumps from my boost; giving her more height, which in turn allowed her to begin to fly far more easily; I watch as the final visitor leaves my imperfect paradise, my new home, my new reason to belong, to exist. Further and further I watched as this beautiful memory, this delusion, this fearfulness, as it fades; like dust in the wind.
“For you were the first to whom givith me purpose to accept the darkness, the loneliness, the realization of those maddening thoughts, which beckoned me ever closer to thine own ideas of destruction, for it was by your flawed perception, your own escape from this destiny, this inevitability, this absolute balance, for I shall help you, for you have helped me to patiently rid my inferior dying ego, to release me of my depressing fear of being alone.”
Malice emerges from the moldy cave entrance to see a beautiful rain forest; suddenly the wind blows across her flawless bloody body, which brings a gentle pleasure; caressing her fragile figure, which hardens her nipples and clitoris, while her vagina wettens to this new pleasure; not like the painful, corrupting pleasure Mecka had surcome to. She suddenly hears voices, she heard Ultimate’s voice, which made her fearful of this beautiful sight; closer and closer she walked to their voices, for she was tired of being afraid, tired of running from their inevitable existence. She looked down to her stomach, and saw that by entering into this distorted reality; it has increased her pregnancy to conception.
Blood pours from her vagina, as her stomach twists and turns to the sudden creation of life; the screaming moans of painful pleasure rush back to her awareness, the memory of Mecka burned into her perception, as she gives existence a fighting chance, as Innocence comes forth to this saddening existence. Innocence lies on the beautifully lush, bright green grass, and giggles instead of crying, as if she already knew the purpose, the reason for her creation, but as Malice looked at the beautifully perfected flaw, the ripple in their inevitability, the only way to delay their existence, their right to become real; she was suddenly ripped away from Innocence, from her beautiful creation, but she did not shed a tear, for her child was safe from their wrathful wrack.
Demogorgon busts out of the crystal lake so fast it created a sonic boom that crumbled the cavern walls; filling the cavern, the entrance to the lonely paradise; she ripped through the hole left by Ultimate, she begins to laugh as she becomes ever closer to the moonlight’s welcoming serenity. She busted out of the earth and landed hard, which created a sonic-wave that sliced through all the trees around her; she looked to the full moon, while a smile appears on her saddened face, for she is here and the moon fruit tree has not expelled her from its paradise. She suddenly hears the screams of malice, but as she approached, she was stricken by the sight of Malice giving birth, but as this beautiful creation came to be; Malice was ripped away by a sudden gust of powerful wind.
“For the time has come to pass; onwards to the inevitability, which shall ultimately come to a cease, for all those maddening thoughts that we had surcome to has added towards the awakening of the reaper of chaos, the forgotten omega, for he shall bring ruin to the perception of nothingness, to the perception that the absolute order had so cleverly convinced us to be true, but this final conclusion, this inevitability shall never come to pass.”
Malice suddenly comes to a stop, but she was surrounded by Omega, Ultimate, and Bavaros; she gracefully rose to her feet, and stared at the three of them with such hatred, for it is by their unworthy hands that existence shall be as if a fallen phoenix. Bavaros suddenly grabbed her by the throat then lifted her gently off the ground; he gave her a delighted smile, while Demogorgon attacked Ultimate from behind; she took her huge fists then slammed them into him; knocking him unconscious to the rough barren earth below his feet. Bavaros let go of Malice, and all four turn to Ultimate; they look at each other as if they were as one mind; suddenly Demogorgon lifted her hands to the full moon, and six small stone walls ripped out of the beautiful recovering scenery around Ultimate; she took five of the walls to make a cage; a cage to trap the rebellious, all-knowing idiot, the ultimate being; to make right what once was wrong, and as Demogorgon slid on the final piece to the cage; she blew fire all around the stone cage sealing it, for the absolute balance shall be delayed, for existence shall be given a reprieve; she then carves the phrase “the final conclusion” into the stone wall she was facing.
Omega and malice lift their hands to the sky, while the earth begins to shake violently; suddenly a mountain began to form, and as the mountain grew higher and wider; the cage became engulfed to the heart of the four mile high mountain. They all look to each other again, and as if they all had the same egotistical pride burning throughout their souls, as if the same sense of victory had already began to corrupt the new perception of escaping their inevitability.
The clouds in the saddened sky began to turn black; suddenly a section of the sorrowing, depressing, darkening clouds burst into vivid colors, while a massive spaceship entered into their reality, their perception. They all watched as this plummeting master-piece made its way to the heart of the beautiful paradise, the moon-fruit tree; the ship crashed hard, but the moon-fruit tree comforts its plunge, however destroying the precious tree of acknowledgement, but the landscape was not affected by this action of unforeseen chaos. They walk up to the ship, while the bay doors begin to open, but as they approach, they see the word “ARK” written on the side of this massive space craft.
The bay doors open all over the ship, while tons of animals, and creatures they have never seen before pours out like a floor of chaos; engulfing the once lonely paradise, but after the last creature departed; the space ship blew up, which created a massive sonic boom that wiped out a quarter-mile radius of the beautiful rain-forest, but when they all rose; it was as if those maddening thoughts were no more, as if they had forgotten all the actions of inevitable chaos, as if their memories have been wiped clean from the space ship’s massive explosion. Soon the dawn turned to morning, yet when they all looked to the sky; it was engulfed by angelic creatures with wide, white, feathery wings; one of the creatures lands in-front of Malice, and rubs its palm across her face then smiles. Malice leaned her head down, and then hugged the angelic creature tight; they rose to the sky, while the others watch as she disappears into her new peaceful serenity.
“For this is what was meant to be, for those delusions of pleasures, those actions of inevitable chaos, those acts of gods, those illusions of separation, those perfectly flawed perceptions that shall forever yearn for their own destruction, their own reconnection, for the absolute balance is an inevitability that shall always be; even if forgotten.”
One of the creatures from the space ship was wondering around when she came across the infant child Innocence, and as if the creature already knew who she was and why she was created; the creature gracefully wrapped its gentle hands around her; suddenly the infant began to grow in age at an accelerated rate, and soon the creature was hugging onto a beautiful, black haired, red eyed, pale skinned naked woman. Innocence looks down at the creature then smiles.
“For thine can simply look towards the sky to see that those maddening thoughts were always meant to be, as if all those actions of inevitable chaos has been for a higher purpose, for it was that one day; that one day when nothing happened, when those illusions of separation and rank were never able to be comprehended, for it was by the unworthy thoughts of the absolute order, which brought forth the divine resolution to the light of darkness, to the void that shall ever consume any re-creation of existence, for life was never meant to be eternal; just beautifully flawed.”
I am here alone; forever in this cage, this decaying, rotting, ruin-stone city, which I have accepted as my own, for there is no escape from this labyrinth of such delightful sorrows, such wonders that appear to me, as I constantly ponder about the wrathful wrack being created by those actions of inevitable chaos, yet as I question, I begin to think of her, of all of them; I wonder what has come of the absolute balance, and of the forgotten omega, but just as ultimate omega was never meant to be, so is it for finity omega, for I am the final piece to the forgotten omega, I am the finity omega, and I shall be the sword stabbed deep into the phoenix’s chest; pinning it to the earth, to be forever reborn; creating the illusion of never being real, for I will bring ruin to the order of omegas; there is no reason to repair something that was always meant to be broken; therefore allowing existence the right to thine own illusions of immortality.
“For now I understand why I am.”
The End
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