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> It implies that the Excrucians have a place within creation.
How so?
> From the morality play, and our subsequent interpretation of it, the sun likely has a connection to fusion power (the heart of the sun) and that basically implies that you may have more difficulty not annihilating Fortitude than we have previously been aware of.
Might be mom's thing too. I mean I think she was more of a Warrior then I will be, or at least I kind of hope so, though I think you are right about it being connected to me. I think its my stomach more then my “heart” at least if you mean the organ not just “center”.
> I did ask about the Vasili scripture is though, and I'm also interested in this question of a divide/difference between yourself and what they are observing/relating to when they perform these rites about the sun.
Okay, not sure they noticed me in the audience today, there was a lot of people. I’m going to go talk to the priestesses.
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Well I know what mom told me about how things were, not how they are now. And I forget or get confused about things a lot, so I don’t know how right this is, but I will try.
And sometimes dad told me things that didn't really fit with what mom said. I don't think on purpose he would tell me to ask mom on almost everything.
Except archery. Even mom agreed he knew archery way better then she did. He was a better swordsman too, but more from being faster/stronger then from knowing swords.
> What are Imperators?
They are..Important. That's not a very good answer.
The world has layers. Had layers.
Viewpoints, maybe is a better word?
The world of math and things that aren't people, the world humans live in. That Fortitude resembles, but isn't. Is the top layer, the most fragile, a dream of Gaia she dreams to forget guilt, a shade from heaven for the True Gods and the Devils. A tool for human mastery and foolishness, favored by The Light, and The Dark respectively.
Below that, the natural level for my home. Is the Border Mythic, where the wind is the voice of my mothers Ministers, and everything is a person if you look hard enough, and you can find roads to everywhere.
And then the spirits melt into one another, becoming fingers or teeth or saliva of the great spirits, and above them the Imperators. Thats the deep Mythic.
Below that was the Spirit Realm where the War Burned hottest, and the Imperators could best the Excrucians easily.
There the Imperators are like crystal snakes of every color, wrapping around, and a light shines through them, and is colored by their bodies and their motion, becoming all Creation.
Mother said that the light is Heaven, but other imperators would disagree.
There are 6 kinds of Imperators that come and fight for Earth:
Four that exist across the Tree, who come to earth to fight, or to live.
Angels like mother, born hearing the Voice of Cneph, of Heaven in their souls, come here to spread Justice and Beauty.
Devils, Fallen Angels, who worship the altar that is Hell, who stood up to Heaven and said, ‘We have no right to impose Our Justice, we should listen to their uglyness, their wickedness, their suffering, fight the voice of Cneph, and live out His creation’. Who even when let out of Hell, burn with their own personal suffering.
Serpents, the Children of the Ash, great monsters too big to exist in Prosaic Reality, they serve not Justice, or Suffering, but the Tree itself, and Peace. They are strong but slow and philosophical and hedonistic. More interested in being than doing.
Then there is the Magisters of the Wild, the Wildlords. Beings that say they came from the Lands Beyond, but found themselves trapped in this world. They fight for Freedom, for the right to live by your own rules. And they do not let the Excrucians pull them ‘free’. Things from beyond creation usual end up either of the Wild or the Excrucians. Perhaps those are the only ways Creation can understand them?
And Three kinds that are native to the Earth:
True gods of the Earth. What I think I am now. Primordial beings, who are the substance of this world. They..Us I guess..are not supposed to be good at boundaries or society..more like ants or computers, or slime molds then what humans would understand. We blur at our edges and are always hungry. Still there is a truce among them, now that the war burns.
The Magisters of the Light, fight for human survival. Not individual humans, but the race itself, they fight for Humans to be careful, to be calm, to be ordered and continuing. Mom says they often seem both naive and ruthless, and have more human blood on their hands than any other. Still humanity lives. Even after the end of the world.
The Magisters of the Dark, they..they are humanity’s foolishness, their power, their ability to reach beyond their grasp. I don’t really understand them. Mom says that she hates them as over ambitious fools that exploit kindness and honor..but respects them because they understand the war better than even Her, and though less powerful than Heaven have defeated more Excrucians.
I haven’t actually met any Imperators of the LIght, Dark or Wild, and know Devils only from reading some parts of Mom’s letters. The Imperator of the Sky was an Serpent. I kind of think Entropy I is an True God? Maybe? Could be an Darklord or a kind of strange Devil.
Wow thats long. Not sure it helped. Any questions?
> 'How many Imperators are there?'
A lot? I mean mom was the Leader for Angels on Earth which implies that there were other Angels on Earth, and Earth is just one breakthrough in the war.
> 'What does Heaven do?'
Mom says that Heaven’s Beauty demands service, and gives gifts. Gifts not earned, gifts not taken. Heaven makes things like Heaven is trying to raise up Creation to its standards, and burn away that which is not.
> ‘What are Excrucians?’
They are those things that come from the Lands Beyond and have allied with one another to destoy the world. I asked Dad once why he fights to end the world. I mean I am in the world I like it. Mom likes it. He likes us..it was confusing. Even with what he did..it still is.
He said he was looking for something. That when he found it he would rend it from Creation and rideout to where he needed it.
It was not a very satisfying answer.
There are 4 kinds of Excrucians:
* Warmains like my father. They are looking for something. Each one a different thing, something can resist them. That can pretend at least to fight against their test and just maybe be strong enough for them to kill and carry with them out of creation.
* Deceivers like Ms. Septimain who say the world is a lie, an illusion we have trapped ourselves in, and claim to have seen through pieces of the Lie and wield those insights against us. They can wrap themselves in another’s soul and use all that beings powers, they are shapeshifters and tricksters and well..we call them Deceivers for a reason.
* Mimics, like the one Dad was going to have teach me to lie. They are Imperators made by the Excrucians from remnants of once they have killed. But..they are Imperators and so they fight the war from within our ranks.
* Strategists, who say that Creation is evil, and have bathed in that evil so they may fight it. They are all dying of something, of apathy, or drowning, or fire, and even small wounds or minor magics accelerate that death..but they come from beyond again and again, dying over and over again. The pull on the anti-nature beyond and make terrible weapons from the worlds of Creation that have fallen.
> 'What do you want to be?'
A good girl? A servant of Heaven? A good friend?
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