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A black sky scattered with the tiny lights of existence,
each moving after its inexplicable design.

Indescribable bubbles, forever between one shape and the next.
November 11, 2025 at 2:48 PM
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
November 11, 2025 at 2:41 PM
And that left the third reason.

Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human...
What had they thought? What was their goal?
There should still be those among us who understand.
November 11, 2025 at 2:27 PM
To put it simply, it is moral dignity.
Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals.

Such things always disappear in the face of the light.
Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.
November 11, 2025 at 2:15 PM
No, removed altogether. They became unfeeling Things, and they were
already far beyond the comprehension of any living being.
We thought of the tower as a nest, and them as bees or ants,
or perhaps some sort of vegetation.
November 11, 2025 at 1:56 PM
*Removing all operation cues*
*Operation complete. Commencing close down.*
*We sincerely thank you for your extended patronage.*

*One last thing...*
*We hope you enjoy a little time left.*
November 11, 2025 at 1:48 PM
SEGMENT †††|:
CLOUDY OCEAN

OPPOSITE OF THE VEIL:
BEYOND NIMBUS
November 11, 2025 at 1:38 PM
......yes, that is what the seeds of Delusion throughout
that interminable boredom were.
But our speculations mented not even the name of conjecture; they were
merely convenient connections - delusions, coincidences.
November 11, 2025 at 1:22 PM
We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.
November 11, 2025 at 1:15 PM
But then there was the second reason.

The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth
was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all.
Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.
November 11, 2025 at 1:08 PM
EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪
INFERNAL SABBATH

-.- .- --. ..- .-. .-
KAGURA
November 11, 2025 at 12:54 PM
Everything was being made ready for that time, and what we wandered
through was but the wings offstage, the curtain down - traversing
a tiny piece of Hell.
November 11, 2025 at 12:43 PM
SEGMENT †††:
CLOUDY OCEAN

INVISIBLE CRACKS:
OCEAN OF REGRET
November 11, 2025 at 12:32 PM
A black sky scattered with the tiny lights of existence,
each moving after its inexplicable design.

Indescribable bubbles, forever between one shape and the next.
November 11, 2025 at 12:22 PM
And the Unnecessary things themselves are to be used
as material to define borders.
To tear away one's own feelings and illusions, and Redraw the Line.
November 11, 2025 at 12:07 PM
*Removing all operation cues*
*Operation complete. Commencing close down.*
*We sincerely thank you for your extended patronage.*

*One last thing...*
*We hope you enjoy a little time left.*
November 11, 2025 at 11:56 AM
Everything was being made ready for that time, and what we wandered
through was but the wings offstage, the curtain down - traversing
a tiny piece of Hell.
November 11, 2025 at 11:36 AM
The PRAYERs were bringing together the things they needed
to carry out their own plan.
Those who advocate their righteous descendants - believers, posers,
and those with no substance - who celebrate each meaningless advance
in life.
November 11, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Were the PRAYERs defending the tower, or did the tower itself possess
some conscious ability to gather them to itself?
Which being commands the other?
No, their connection cannot be described in terms of master and servant.
November 11, 2025 at 11:09 AM
......yes, that is what the seeds of Delusion throughout
that interminable boredom were.
But our speculations mented not even the name of conjecture; they were
merely convenient connections - delusions, coincidences.
November 11, 2025 at 11:01 AM
SEGMENT †|:
WAR RELICS

EDGE OF THE GARDEN:
WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS
November 11, 2025 at 10:47 AM
But then there was the second reason.

The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth
was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all.
Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.
November 11, 2025 at 10:40 AM
There were reasons why it had to be so.
Likewise, there were reasons why it did not matter if it was so.

With nothing ever bringing them to a Definite End, they were eternal, immobile -
one could even call them immortal.
November 11, 2025 at 10:33 AM
Things that would only slow the limbs and dull the senses are better used
as a pretext to purge this filthy world.
Thin excuses that fly away on the wind are to be used
to trick depressing, gloomy comrades.
November 11, 2025 at 10:10 AM
If we were to be delayed along the road ahead, we would become trapped
by pursuers from the Great Clock
Once the infiltrators are within the body, it is only a matter of time until
they are eliminated.
November 11, 2025 at 10:04 AM