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
BREAKER OF INFINITIES
“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.