WHEEL SMASHING LORD 6-192
Chapter: 6
“I’ve been told it translates as the ‘grieving soul’. Very few angels will tell me about it, and there is something of a stiff sadness in those that do, a heaviness they cannot help but bear.”
– Manual of Hands and Feet
And so, the world will wait… for the 11th
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My site bugged. this was the wrong comment. I apologize for catching you in my jests…
As a wise man once said: these were the blossoms; now behold the fruit
So it is as I feared: we bear witness to the Swanson of our most august brother.
*swansong
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It’s Otto Korrekt!
He’s the drunken gnome,who lives in your phone!
The delirious Otto Korrekt!
The horizon shatters
Is Nyave alive?
Last we saw she was alive, and killing any who questioned her orders. That was before Maya came to protect the ship. Before it’s fall.
Stalwart, fervent, berserk,
sacrifice and shirk.
I’m crying before work.
dang
every new page a new
dang
Actually on second thought, the angel said, DO be afraid
Upon the Smoking Fields of Conflagration…
Beneath the scouring chill of a Tenebrous sphere,
the armored feet of battalions, beasts and Titans mashed
the bleached and tumbled city blocks of Arihorr’s
piles of rubble into ever-finer powder.
Those who dared to look upwards quailed to find Yisun’s Scribe gazing back at them,
a sight that transfixed and maddened the mind.
Beneath the eye-strewn sky, entire armies evaporated in the fray,
dissolving into so much strewn matter, atomizing in a furious wind.
Falling shells split formations, adding liquescent craters to the surrounds.
Cast backwards by the onslaught, remnants of Republic and allied forces
gathered in a collection of tattered, broken units about the Godship Yamga.
Who, or what could save them now ?
the implication that using this technique kills an angel for good is making me violently ill. my vigilant goat… :,(
Whn you got to go, go out in STYLE.
..and taking as many of your enemies with you…
‘For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!’
Yeah, it shouldn’t have come to this. Yet why did it?
Such a waste. Think of the megatons of protein powder and steroids that were required to jack up all those goons into such great shape.
And don’t forget the tanker loads of Brut and Axe body spray they must burned through in a day…
To unleash the heart of the sun upon your enemies, and no others.
We couldn’t start with that?
This narrative is anime inspired, so no.
Whitechain is probably thinking “yeah I bet that would be a cool site and I really REALLY want to turn around and look, but I don’t trust this spikey bastard not to stab me in the back”.
o7
ABSOLUTE PEAK NO I”M NOT CRYING YOU ARE
It is only fitting for a guardian to go out with his last act being one of protection.
Y’know, a true hench is never surprised. A true hench, does the set up and the clean up after (starts filling mop bucket and sighs before lighting up a smoke). That’s my entire existence now, a true hench. Utterly neutral, totally faded into the background such that none ever remember me. Even the folks I’ve helped succeed. But when they need us, well. I hope y’all got the cash. Now, I got a plum blossom to clean up. Yes, I got my Henchmens Union card, I ain’t no scab.
I have annihilated
the plums
that were in
the 10 Vigilant Gaze Purges the Horizon
and which
you were probably
saving
for the Turning of the Wheel
Forgive me
were they coming
or going
or shaped like a Horse Soul?
As mountains bear the eons. Holding up, against time itself.
Let the immolation of a righteous soul be the beacon that all shall follow into the next turning.
Wow, if I’m reading this right, this is a hell of a self sacrifice.