All the world’s a Gog, and all the others merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and each one in their time plays many parts, their acts being seven ages.
I am worm wriggling
I grow and disperse
Bleeding through walls
I force myself upon others
I slide up legs and crawl down throats
I integrate
I am double
Triple
I am ten times the size
I turn lakes into worm pits and buildings into worms
I am a noxious snake filling valleys with worm-torrents
Castles crumble in landslides and I munch the rubble
It tastes good
Ten thousand times bigger
I am every wriggle and every worm
One million
I am flying
I am a rainbow unfurling across the sky
I am floating
I am omni
Five hundred million
The world is my interior
It no longer spins
It is wormened
My density forces me outward
I am in orbit
One billion
I am Saturn’s rings and Jupiter’s storms
I am the weather
I am the sun’s heat
I am the night sky
Five hundred billion
The solar system is worm
To the Kuiper belt and beyond
I fill the void
Exploding suns, convert comets
Comets wriggle worm parts
Drinking milk over the milky way
One trillion
The stars are my worms
Racing faster outwards
Upwards
Downwards
Inwards
Losing track of my place in the worm-verse
Every nowhere
I am heavy
I am gravity
Nebulas pregnant with worms pulsate and burst
Expansion
I shoot arrows of time in all directions
I am a black hole wriggling into the void
I tear through the skin of perception and into the next
Nonillion
The cosmic microwave background becomes transparent
Like rising damp
Worm soaks into the walls of the cosmos
And it topples like soggy bread
I am dark energy accelerating
Multiverse
Entanglement
I am time
Centillion
Time is sick
Critical density
Contraction
Singularity
Everything and nothing
Life and death
Wormening of the universe
One presumes the original instance of the Queen of Worms is still down by Jagganoth’s feet just out of shot?, or has she joined the Mass. It does not look as though the Gog minions reconfigured themselves willingly, rather that they had a command they had no control over; they were all individually racing to attack him after all.
One is keen to know what the ‘final form’ of Gog Agog shall be. Her worms have never looked lumbricus or earthworm -like, more of grubs and larvae that we also call worm. Will she be a moth or a ladybird? One’s best guess is that she shall turn out to be a weevil of some ilk. Or a cockchafer.
It’s certainly something, that Jagganoth has fought this battle uncountable times, and this is still something that has caused him to pause
how many times has he come here and tested the worm when the worm was in the fullest of it’s might and wroth; she’s taught no lessons to the other demiurges, made no friends, assimilated no heroes
no one is playing her game, and here at the end and no one has given her the respect she’s is due
she rules one seventh of the universe, and one seventh of the universe is her
If Jaggie et al remember it all getting destroyed in an infinite number of cycles, and those with the memory are created with that memory every cycle including the first one, then how is this not the first time the whole thing has happened? Anything could happen if what has happened is inevitable but nothing has actually previously happened.
Welp the WORM has turned and showing the smaller gods that you never piss off a worm goddess, think GOG has finally had enough and is about to enlighten the destroyer, that he underestimated gog true form…
So i suggest the others start using there true form since they was just out done by a worm in her true form
What if this isn’t even her Final Form?
Gog has put on her fighting face(s).
She did say she was working on that face.
KILL
SIX
BILLION
GOGS
Yep, this went full Berserk.
I am agog at gog a gog.
I know some of you trash golems still wanna fuck the clown
Guilty as charged. 🤡😔
If anything, this only deepens the degree to which they are “Down With The Clown”.
You are a not a clown. You are the entire circus.
But I guess I are a a moron for fucking that one up *sigh*
All the world’s a Gog, and all the others merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and each one in their time plays many parts, their acts being seven ages.
I am worm wriggling
I grow and disperse
Bleeding through walls
I force myself upon others
I slide up legs and crawl down throats
I integrate
I am double
Triple
I am ten times the size
I turn lakes into worm pits and buildings into worms
I am a noxious snake filling valleys with worm-torrents
Castles crumble in landslides and I munch the rubble
It tastes good
Ten thousand times bigger
I am every wriggle and every worm
One million
I am flying
I am a rainbow unfurling across the sky
I am floating
I am omni
Five hundred million
The world is my interior
It no longer spins
It is wormened
My density forces me outward
I am in orbit
One billion
I am Saturn’s rings and Jupiter’s storms
I am the weather
I am the sun’s heat
I am the night sky
Five hundred billion
The solar system is worm
To the Kuiper belt and beyond
I fill the void
Exploding suns, convert comets
Comets wriggle worm parts
Drinking milk over the milky way
One trillion
The stars are my worms
Racing faster outwards
Upwards
Downwards
Inwards
Losing track of my place in the worm-verse
Every nowhere
I am heavy
I am gravity
Nebulas pregnant with worms pulsate and burst
Expansion
I shoot arrows of time in all directions
I am a black hole wriggling into the void
I tear through the skin of perception and into the next
Nonillion
The cosmic microwave background becomes transparent
Like rising damp
Worm soaks into the walls of the cosmos
And it topples like soggy bread
I am dark energy accelerating
Multiverse
Entanglement
I am time
Centillion
Time is sick
Critical density
Contraction
Singularity
Everything and nothing
Life and death
Wormening of the universe
Weeeeell I grew up as a planet made of space worms~
People-People-People. You’re missing the real question here: WHAT IS MAMMON WEARING???
It’s like he crawled into one of Jag’s tube socks …
ok, probably just his houdah blanket that’s seen better days, still looks like a tube sock though…
And all those pointy items that would-be thieves have stuck into him over the last few eons. Interesting. Will those indeed prove to be significant?
Welp. I think Gog just single(?)-handedly redefined the ‘Lethal Joke Character’ Trope.
Well, fuck.
What’s she gonna do, ogle him to death?
Eyes within and without.
Somewhere in the multiverse Earthworm Jim cheers savagely at GOG-TV. Eat dirt, demiurges!
By Gog this is disturbing.
One presumes the original instance of the Queen of Worms is still down by Jagganoth’s feet just out of shot?, or has she joined the Mass. It does not look as though the Gog minions reconfigured themselves willingly, rather that they had a command they had no control over; they were all individually racing to attack him after all.
One is keen to know what the ‘final form’ of Gog Agog shall be. Her worms have never looked lumbricus or earthworm -like, more of grubs and larvae that we also call worm. Will she be a moth or a ladybird? One’s best guess is that she shall turn out to be a weevil of some ilk. Or a cockchafer.
…when did this become a Junji Ito manga?
It’s certainly something, that Jagganoth has fought this battle uncountable times, and this is still something that has caused him to pause
how many times has he come here and tested the worm when the worm was in the fullest of it’s might and wroth; she’s taught no lessons to the other demiurges, made no friends, assimilated no heroes
no one is playing her game, and here at the end and no one has given her the respect she’s is due
she rules one seventh of the universe, and one seventh of the universe is her
If Jaggie et al remember it all getting destroyed in an infinite number of cycles, and those with the memory are created with that memory every cycle including the first one, then how is this not the first time the whole thing has happened? Anything could happen if what has happened is inevitable but nothing has actually previously happened.
The sophomoricity of it! Now I’m all agog.
I like how everybody’s just staring. Timeout called on account of WTAF :P.
One of the few times in this comic’s history where I can say this is a totally expected development.
Yet still I am in awe.
This is probably my favorite page so far.
Damn, this looks good.
Welp the WORM has turned and showing the smaller gods that you never piss off a worm goddess, think GOG has finally had enough and is about to enlighten the destroyer, that he underestimated gog true form…
So i suggest the others start using there true form since they was just out done by a worm in her true form