BREAKER OF INFINITIES 1-4
Chapter: 1
“Long he watch’d the spring-borns’ mirth,
Watch’d languidly as seeds were sown,
The blossom of destruction’s crop,
Shall be the reaper’s prize alone.”
-Unknown
Kill Six Billion Demons
Seeker of Thrones
“Long he watch’d the spring-borns’ mirth,
Watch’d languidly as seeds were sown,
The blossom of destruction’s crop,
Shall be the reaper’s prize alone.”
-Unknown
REBIRTH AND TRIAL BY COMBAT. a poor consolation for those many innocents dead
But grow like savages,—as soldiers will,
That nothing do but meditate on blood,…
Imagine how little life must mean to you, when you’ve seen it rise and fall for thousands of years…
I’ve always argued that immortality would inevitably lead to either numbness or madness. Just… too many memories for one mind to hold. You either stop counting the days, or lose yourself to them.
The Manga ‘Sousou no Frieren’ imho has a nice take on this, if you don’t mind its particular style.
well, uh… so’s your mam
The primitive impulse to return railing for railing has already been subdued. No reason to make an attempt for proprieties sake. Besides, my mams turned herself around quite a bit.
A weak jab, but I can’t really fault you for it. Hearing the Red God give his usual Declaration of Annihilation for the first time is, hmmmm…
Not Something You Recover Quickly From.
Jagganoth putting everyone on blast
he calling them out
tbf someone had to do it
Solomon inadvertently invited everyone to their own roast.
Slightly literal at first, metaphorically now and soon to be very literal again.
Jagganoth is a master of both, but I suspect he prefers the literal.
Ah, like he did to that entire arena full of innocent bystanders?
Arena spectators are innocents? They came for blood. They got it. Seems fair.
So it seems Bonejelly is the sort who believes the innocent deserve death. We can only hope, for Bonejelly’s sake, they are not a fan of contact sports.
Few things cut deeper than the words we wish to refute but cannot, for deep down we know they are the truth.
Well, perhaps save for mythical flaming swords capable of leveling entire cities. Those cut quite deeply as well.
God Fight!
You don’t want to get caught in a taco blizzard unless it comes with a salsa hurricane.
Rock Paper Scissors fight, calling it
And the betting is open! Incubus with the Scissors, Jadis with the Rock, and Cio with the Paper
I imagine Jadis would be a fearsome opponent to play against in a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors…
That is, if she could, you know, move her hands.
Mottom: “Poor predictable Mammon. Always takes rock.”
Mammon: “Good old rock. Nothing beats that.”
This made me laugh deeply and heartily because I could actually see it happening
Incubus would abuse Mammon’s failing sight and always play Scissors, while telling Mammon it’s actually Paper.
We have an old family saying. ‘If you find a way to cheat at Rock-Paper-Scissors then you’re a loser even if you win.’ I think that would definitely apply to Incubus.
The time cometh, the light of the Searing Dawn pours over a molten horizon!
I’m filled with anticipation now, goosepimples abound~
This guy is going to be sooooo screw when he sees that Maya is not any of thoses he says
Ho ho! I believe brother Jagganoth has forgotten that imperfection and impotence are the entire point of YIS-UN’s holy suicide!
Jagganoth is a work-a-holic, and I am afraid it is the most admirable of his traits.
Oh my, is all lost?
Like myself?
Lost, forgotten. To be found, remembered, destroyed, and scattered. Expansion, contraction.
And afterwards there was a really good cup of coffee and a bowl of noodles.
All action is reaction
Expansion, contraction
Man the manipulator
Underwater
does it matter
Antimatter?
Nuclear reactor,
boom boom boom boom!
“Kill me if you can, Cowards”, says the god of fear.
Quite the speach ; think Salami’s Bullet Puches could damage a Titan?
Incubus ain’t looking so hot…
he’s incubating.
I KNEW IT.
He’s slinking along ready to cut down his peers from behind?
Heavy is the head
Gog A Gog is looking like she’d rather be anywhere else but here.
But she already is! She’s damn near everywhere.
I’d wager a lot of people have been cut down whilst thinking that very same thing.
Jagganoth, the Neckbeard Demiurge.
“While you were partying, I studied the blade…”
“I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.”
Gog-Agog has quite the terrified look for the only demiurge who ISN’T likely to get killed here (most of their mass is spread across the wheel, after all)…
Once a Clown, aways a coward.
But it is a shame that Gog-Agog and Jadis will never have their own books. They deserved to be developed more.
And I’m pretty sure we never saw Jadis’ Title Card.
Judging from the cover, I’m betting freed-and-rejuvenated-Jadis-with-a-stand will get that title card.
If I remember correctly, we have yet to see Jagganoths Title Card too.
But i could be mistaken, memory is a fickle thing.
Perhaps the individual worms present at the scene all fear for themselves and the Grand Worm feels it all collectively.
Bold of you to think that one of the strongest, if not THE strongest, demiurges cares about trivial things like spacetime getting in the way of murder
Perhaps jaggy’s method of entry was partly intended to prove that he is totally able to kill the most resilient god.
I have a suspicion that “Not dying easily” and “Infecting mortals” make up the vast majority of Gog-Agog’s playbook. Gog-Agog may not have any powers to speak of except for the fact that you have to hunt down and kill every single worm to permanently get rid of it.
He’s the Gordon Ramsay of murder.
No, his speech pattern is WAY less annoying than Ramsay’s.
Jaggy is pissed he can’t find the lamb sauce.
I appreciate just how contemptuous Jagganoth seems to be of his fellow demiurges. As a man of single-minded focus, he despises their political games and chains of vice.
Sure, he’s an omnicidal god-monster, but at least he’s not a hypocrite.
On the contrary, the hypocrisy of omnicide is complete.
To find all that lives so contemptible as to destroy it, requires finding your own contempt so contemptible you should destroy it.
That he has not is an act of perfect hypocrisy.
To end your own life before all others would prevent the act of omnicidr. Jagganoth may well intend suicide after he cleanses the rest of the Wheel’s inhabitants first.
I think Anon is right, it wouldn’t surprise me if Jagganoth intends to end his own life once he ends everyone else’s. His mission simply demands he do one before the other.
“I once saw Jagganoth kill three men… with a pencil.”
A FUCKING PENCIL
It wasn’t even sharpened.
No really it’s quite the opposite. To insult them so, he must care what they think about him. To hate them, he must care about them. He is not free in his own head.
Imagine yourself stepping over some ants on the road – you wouldn’t even think about it and surely you would not address each individual ant with a carefully prepared insult. Yet Jagganoth does just that. He evidently has his own demons.
He is very far from Royalty.
Jagganoth calls the other Demiurges weak, yet he himself hides in his own invulnerability. So who’s the pretender here?
You might be on to something there.
Incubus looks like he is struggling against being pulled back into the earth as he walks. King of the pit, who can never leave it… at least, not without great effort.
I was wondering about his somewhat different method of transportation, and his appearance at their last conference was a surprise to them all. Maybe he got cursed?
OK I read back through some pages and two things I noticed. He seemed to be just and filthy and feeble at the last Concordance. Also Maya was very coy about her immortality. Do they have a split key?
Jaganoth has revealed himself. He fears not punishment nor desires reward. He pursues duty. As such he will not sleep. He will not waver, He will continue, to the end, his failure to become.
He’s got a point.
Hyuk hyuk hyuk hyuk. Us’s sees wot ye did ther’eh hyuk
He’s got seven! One for each of them, and a quiver full of extras should the upcoming “debate” get serious.
MORTAL KOMBATTTTTTTTTTT!
Ole Red be lookin mighty pissed, eh
Mottom, there is absolutely no need for you to be smacking those poor carbonized people. So rude.
A peasant is a peasant, no matter how rendered into ash.
Death is something of an acquired taste, the large red gentleman speaks truly. Unfortunately, once you do acquire it, it’s hard to get rid of.
Oh, we hit a nerve…
Bitter oftimes taste o death right enough. If’n thum brewed right.
Where did the first sword and hammer go?
Guys what if Abby by death that angers people meant that Jag is going to kill himself to troll remaining demiurges into fighting universal war 2
Out of curiosity, where did he say that? I’d like to see the context.
He could fall on 6 swords at once!
Damn, Jaggy sounds like your average K6BD commenter
I fear it’s time to start polishing the funerary mirrors and calligraphing the prayer strips.
Incubus is in prime position to stab Davey boy in the back.
Mottom is still ready to rage and lie waste. One salutes her, and will offer free tea with any purchase.
Shut up, Meg.
We know all the demiurges now, and I can’t help but think they’ve all been looking forward to dying here.
Is anyone else getting serious Hunter S. Thomson vibes from Jag?
Can’t stop here. This is demiurge country.
“We had seven Demiurge-Slaying Swords, composite bow and half a quiver of arrows, one really good warhammer, 30 angelic nails, ten thousand lifetimes of battle experience and 1/7th of the Full Name of God burning in our forehead…. Not that we needed all that for the War, but once you get locked into serious weapon collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can”
-Hunter S. Jagganoth
He only brought six swords.
Oh earwig, oh earwig, oh earwig!
I’m just waiting to see Incubus put his sword into Solomon’s back.
My body is ready for long(er) waits between page updates…
Yisun H Christ, he sounds like when my brother got into Crossfit
The voice I hear in my head for Jagganoth is Mordekaiser from League of legends. My boy has that commanding presence about him.
I don’t know that he has something for everyone, he has yet to address Al Yisun…
‘roid rage is a terrible thing to behold! Somebody better slip Jaggy the chill pill.
Gog-Agog: You issued the challenge, so we get to choose the means…
And so began the second most contentious thumb-war in the history of reality.
More likely:
Gog-Agog: Dance-off bro. Me and you.
She’d just do The Worm. She always does The Worm.
Biggest baby jags came loaded with a whole damn speech, sheesh.
Some part of me wonders if Jaganoth’s distemper comes from the fact that he is an immortal 50ft giant, who hasn’t gotten his rocks off in literal millennia.
Not like he can date just anyone you know, and I doubt the other demiurges would accept a booty call.
He just needs some lessons in loving from Yisun, and then he will probably mellow out a bit.
Poor Jagganoth. God of Fear. Imagine how scared of being hurt again you must be, to make yourself utterly immune to harm. And now he thinks striking terror in all the universe will erase his own fear of it. Tsch.
At least Allison is wise enough to know when she’s scared out of her mind.
Orphic Hymn to Ares
[ For an Aeon Where the Wheel Breaks ]
Banishing Aidos, Harmonia, Eirene,
the Courtiers of Ares announce his Ascendance
O’er the lands,
Now comes Eris – sower of Strife,
Enyo reaper of violence,
Proloxis who urges masses forward,
Palioxis who presses ranks to flee,
Makhai – incarnation of Wars,
Hysminal – incarnation of Battles,
Homados of Clamorous Din,
Fear inflicting Phobos,
Terrorizing Deimos,
Androktasiai of Slaughter,
carnage feasting Keres,
and dark Achlys – Final Harvester of Man.
O’ Boistrous Ares,
in deadly flights of arrows rejoicing,
in bloody wars,
Fierce and untamed,
whose mighty power
the strongest walls from their foundations shake:
Mortal destroying king,
defiled with gore,
pleas’d with war’s dreadful and tumultuous roar:
Thee, in human blood, and swords,
and spears delight,
and the dire ruin of mad savage fight.
Ye of Furious Contests, and Avenging Strife,
whose works are Woe, Embittering human life.
~ ( reinterpreted by Oneirimancer )
“Let’s get it on!”
Pree Mills Lane
Wait, is Jaggaroth the good guy?
The best guy, actually. Wasn’t it obvious all along? =3
Weapons, draw.
Dance floor
gimme more.
Dance crew
Step to:
Boogaloo
Open the door,
get on the floor.
Everybody walk the dinosaur.
For all his grandeur and boasting, Jagganoth fails to see his own fetters. He’s chained himself to death, and acts as if that is a virtue. I know this is ironic coming from one titled such as I, but killing for the sake of killing is the worst vice for one to hold, for it only inflicts loss upon the world. Indeed, I can safely say that for once Incubus is not the most pathetic demiurge in this congregation – that honor goes to he who casts stones at his fellows!
Challenger invokes God, acknowledging higher power.
The One is observant
Wait.Is there anything actually keeping Allison and friends here? This really doesn’t seem like any of their business. Could they just, leave?
Except that if Jaggy wins, he’s going to annihilate the Omniverse, and Allison knows it.
Well there’s no way this book is going to be just one long fight scene plus the wrap up, so they’re probably going to leave anyway.
What *is* Jaggy, anyway?
a big ol’ boy
this is axiomatic
How nice of him! He brought weapons for everybody! He may be a ruthless engine of destruction but he still makes sure that no one goes unarmed.
He’s actually left at least one person unarmed.
One for everyone? I count six swords, one war hammer, and one bow. But other than him there are thirteen present, with a fourteenth on the way, and only two (plus the one on the way) seem to have brought their own. Even if we discount the two who are physically incapable of using weapons and the three who brought their own, Jaggy’s left someone out. Also that bow doesn’t seem to have come with arrows? Incredibly inconsiderate.
He forgot the spoons too. A long one will prove necessary for the supping on death with Mr Red God.
Hmm, one would very much enjoy seeing Solomon David attack Jagganoth with a spoon. If only someone could make that so.
Honestly he’s a terrible host.
Sorry to disagree with you, Jugs, but Gog-Agog is many things, but divided she is not…
Me getting sucked back in to family board games night
Someone is about to get taken out in a single blow. Most likely delivered by Princess.
Oh! Oh! Maybe Himself will want to participate in this shitshow, and will appear… by calling in his favor and possessing Cio.
“A little learning is a dangerous thing ;
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring :
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking largely sobers us again.”
~Alexander Pope
The fact that Jagganoth associates learning with death is both highly appropriate and a worrying insight into his personality. In his eyes, he’s not just ending people. He’s TEACHING. And someone who takes it upon himself as teacher of the multiverse is the last person who should be responsible for it. That sort of morality should serve as indestructible an armor for his mind as the feathers do for his body.
These plunderers of the world, after exhausting the land by their devastations, must ravage the ocean. Motivated by avarice, if their enemy be rich; by ambition, if poor; unsatiated by the East and by the West: they are the only people who behold wealth and indigence with equal avidity. To ravage, to slaughter, to usurp under false titles, they call empire; and where they make a desert, they call it peace.
Solomon David: “I didn’t think you had it in you!”
Doc Jagganoth: “I’m your Huckleberry….. Why, Solomon David! You look like someone just… walked over your grave.”
SD -“Fights not with you, Jagganoth.”
DJ – “Oh I beg to differ, Pree. We started a game we never finished. ‘Play for Keys’ .. remember?”
SD (with dawning horror) “…I was just foolin’ about.”
DJ (with smoldering glee) “…I wasn’t.”
Jagganoth!
All appalling truths revealed,
Jagganoth!
Writhing madness unconcealed,
Jagganoth!
At the verge of chaos yield
To Jagganoth!
JAAAAAG-GAAAAA-NOOOOTH!
Adapted from “Dreams in the Witch House: The Lovecraftian Rock-Opera”. Waited literary years to post it. Probably later in this book there is going to be more sutable occasion, yet anyway.
Seven watch Seven. Perhaps there is insight to be found in this.
Okay Alison. What’s your move?
Solomon: “If I pulled out your nails, would you die?”
Jagganoth: “That would be excruciating.”
Solomon: “You’re a powerful man.”
Jagganoth: “Compared to you, maybe.”
The statu quo is broken, something new and better must rise from this.
Let us thank Jagganoth for this oportunity for betterment.
Yet a toil of unmeasured death, blood, tears, bone, sorrow and pain shall be paid to pave the way towards this unknown hope.
Sorrowful be the heart.
Preeetty sure if you drink deep of death, all you taste is more bitter death.
Dude’s got a point there.
can’t believe jagganoth just buried the demiurges
nice sword flick O_O
I never expected him to be so well-spoken ! It’s actually rather pleasant.
And here I was thinking I’d say, “Well, he seems nice.”
God I love this comic
P U R G A T I O N
“The wolf, brave in the face of the deer, shits himself in terror in the presence of the bear. Violence is a wheel; We devour the creatures who devour the fruits of the earth, and in the end, the earth returns the violence to us by swallowing us whole.”
Machinations, 8:13045
The Red God makes his first mistake, all too common with sword-toting fools, which is that he has taken any time at all to blather about himself instead of beginning his idiot’s work. If you’re going to give up on cutting with words you may as well make use of the pointed sticks you’ve wasted your life on.
The time has come…for you to lipsynch FOR THE CROWN