None of this dear diary stuff. It's dumb and stupid. I will still keep updating this site for a bit when i feel like it though. The doctors told me it would be a good idea, as i could have some residual trauma.
A few days ago, I was walking in the forest, as usual. I mean, I don't usually walk in the mountains, but it's not that weird for me to. So I was walking in the forest. And suddenly, I feel a very cold wind.
I checked the weather yesterday, and they said it would be a sunny day, which it was, and it was warm, but suddenly there was the chillest fucking breeze. I walk a bit more, and then I see some snowflakes.
I was not at ground level, true, I was on a mountain, but I wasn't high enough that there would be snow. So what the hell, I decide to go check it out.
I go off the path in the direction of the breeze and search for a bit. At this point, I'm quite far away in the woods. And somehow I didn't realize it, but there are like, icicles on the trees and a thick layer of snow. I'm not really prepared for cold weather so I decide to go back.
And through the trees I see a big creature. Like I see its shape. It was big and bulky, but it still very thin. And then a stench hit me, and i fell to the ground. I just saw a tall grey man come to me as I lost consciousness.
Apparently, a hiker found me not too long after I had passed out. They said there wasn't any ice or snow though, and that they didn't smell any stench.
So uh, hello again journal. I still haven't really gotten over that accident I guess.
Ever since that day I've been having nightmares. But I don't really see anything, There's just giant wheels turning in the darkness. And despite how simple that is it just... scares me ? Like these wheels have such a terrifying energy.
I haven't been able to get it off my mind. Every time I stop thinking about something in particular, the wheels come back. I've been able to sleep less and less every night.
I don't feel safe. I want to escape the wheels.
I can't really sleep well, as I've told before. So, instead of sleeping, a lot of the time i just go in the sewers.
I don't really do anything there, I just walk around, explore a bit, try to get lost. Sometimes I meet people, and we chat a bit, but most of the time I'm alone.
I've started to do that since like, a week.
Sometimes I just let myself wander. I just focus on the walk, on taking in my surroundings, and stop caring about where I go. Then, a few hours later I'll be curled up in a small space and I just kinda wake up ? I think thats called dissociation. I'll have to check.
So I'm in closed spaces a lot, and mostly in the sewers. My back is kinda starting to hurt ngl. I should stop to just wander. I have to talk to more people.
So you know how I walk a lot at night right ? Well over the days I've gotten pretty familiar with the sewers. Like I know how to go to various places and how to navigate them well.
But sometimes it just feels... off. Like I'll be walking in a place I know, and suddenly it's all wrong. I'm still in the same place, but like everything is wrong ? Like the tunnels turn where they shouldn't and don't branch off when they should.
And sometimes I go long enough in a direction and I know I shouldn't be in the place I was, but when I look around it still is. It's like that place I was at turned infinite. Like suddenly it was as big as the universe but was still cut into corridors.
Sometimes the light can get weird. There are a few different lights, like sometimes there'll be moonlight despite being in the sewers, and sometimes theres an ominous red light, and sometimes it's a UV light...
The moonlight one is my favourite. In this big city you can rarely see the sky, and when you can there is too much smog or too much light pollution and you can't see the stars and sometimes even the moon.
So sometimes I seek out this light. Usually when I find it theres a faint blue mist. Today was a bit different though. I was seeking that light, and when I found it I followed it and tried to find its source. And eventually I found it.
It was a small round creature, its body is a faint blue, very pale, and has a few pockmarks. And of course, it emits a pale light like moonlight. And of course I took it home.
Right so after I saw the little guy yesterday I stuffed him in a bag and took it home and wrote my diary, then put him in a container and left back to the sewers for a bit.
As I thought, I didn't meet the moonlight again. I met the ominous red light and I was curious. So I followed it. Which in retrospect, was really a bad fucking idea.
This light is basically like uh, an emergency light ? It's an ominous, dim, red light. Makes you feel in danger, strong enough to create shadow everywhere around you but weak enough to make them indistinct shapes.
So I follow it, and after a bit I find the source. It's this metallic creature, it was four-legged and its head was like an alarm light, and all over its body it had large speakers. It was in that attack position, the one that dogs take when they're about to strike a prey, and I'm seriously spooked.
I turn around and start to sneak away, and suddenly the machine starts to blare and activate so I run to the exit and barely make it out with that creature following behin
In the end I made it out but guh. I won't check out the UV light.
So I was curious about lil guy, and started to research him. Mainly I got curious bc last night he turned pink for a moment, which is weird.
I think its because of that movie. I think it was Romantic Moonlight 3 : Kiss of a Starry Emptiness or something ? Lape likes those. Anyway that movie was on TV last night, and the moon is pink in it. Thats enough for me.
In other words, I think Lil guy is influenced by how people see the moon. It's possible the other creature I saw in the sewers is also something like that, but I guess with danger or sirens instead of the moon.
Honestly this is getting a bit too much for me. I'll have to message Lape to get them to come here.
[CHATLOG USER.ENR @USER.LAP DATE2.12.5447]
>>ENR: Hi Lape, I hope it's not too late for you.
>>ENR: I'd like to ask you something.
>>LAP: zzz
>>ENR: I know you're awake. Otherwise how would you type those 'z's.
>>LAP: ok what do you want
>>ENR: Well first of all, I'm still struggling with the nightmares, and I'd like to not roam the sewers at night.
>>LAP: right yeah
>>ENR: And secondly I have discovered some... creatures.
>>LAP: oh
>>ENR: I caught one, and it reminds me of the moon. Yesterday after Romantic Moonlight 3: Kiss of a Starry Emptiness was on TV, it turned pink.
>>LAP: you mean romantic starlight 3.7 embrace in a loveless void
>>ENR: Whatever.
>>ENR: So I'd like you to come, to help me study these.
>>LAP: yeah sure i mean
>>LAP: got no thing to do and its been a while since we saw each other
>>ENR: Alright. I'll wait for you then.
[CHATLOG ENDED]
Since Lape joined up, we've been going almost only to the sewers. This time I'm not alone, so I'm less afraid. I let my mind wander more and can even sleep comfortably with Lape.
When going to the sewers, we take a bunch of containers and capture some of the creatures. To make things easier for us we called them ideals.
What we've found is that ideals are indeed influenced by what people think of a certain thing. But more precisely, we found that it's more accurate to say that ideals are the physical representation of a concept or of how something is viewed by people.
Our strategy of capturing every ideal we find is effective, but impractical. My house is now filled with ideals. Tomorrow we're going outside and releasing a bunch of them.
This is bad. This is bad. While releasing ideals something got to Lape. I was turning my back to them and they screamed then fell to the ground.
I rushed them to my bed but they're not waking up. This can't be happening. Please please please wake up.
Please, Lape.
[CHATLOG ADMIN.NGL @ USER.ENR DATE05/12/5447]
>>NGL: WE KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING.
>>NGL: YOU WILL STOP NOW.
>>NGL: THUS ARE OUR ORDERS.
>>ENR: Shut up.
>>ENR: This isn't the time.
>>NGL: YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING.
>>NGL: THE HIVEMIND HAS DEEMED YOUR ACTIONS AS DANGEROUS.
>>NGL: YOU WILL EITHER STOP OR WE WILL MAKE YOU STOP.
>>NGL: WE KNOW WHERE YOU ARE.
>>NGL: WE KNOW ABOUT THE ONE YOU ARE PROTECTING.
>>ENR: You don't scare me.
>>ENR: Hold on, what's
>>ENR: What
>>ENR: What was that
>>NGL: THIS WAS OUR WARNING.
>>NGL: OUR HANDS BRING RUIN, OUR HANDS BRING PROSPERITY.
[CHATLOG END]
I'm scared. I'm so so scared. I'm not safe here. I haven't gone outside I haven't slept. Lape is still knocked out. I'm afraid they won't wake up.
I'm afraid of them. Of ngl. What are they ? Who are they ? They aren't human. I don't think they are at least.
They pierced a sword through space.
I'm not safe.
Nowhere is safe.
I have to make it safe. I have to find a way to fight.
I got another dream. I didn't sleep much these last few days, but I couldn't stop myself from drifting off last night. And at the start, the wheels were there, but then just after beings of light and arteries appeared, and they gave me an idea.
So i'm going to do it. I'm going to learn to fight. I already know how to use circles a bit, so I don't think this will be hard.
My plan, the one I saw in my dream, is to digitalize ideals. To digitalize them and bring them out to fight.
And also, Lape is still sleeping.
[CHATLOG PROG.R17 @ USER.ENR DATE10.12.5447]
>>R17: Hello.
>>ENR: ?
>>R17: We will [help] you.
>>ENR: what
>>ENR: what kind of bug is that.
>>R17: You are [mistaken]. I am not a program but a [digital_being].
>>ENR: wh
>>R17: Details don't [matter].
>>R17: But we too, wish for the [success] of your [ultimate_goal].
>>ENR: ultimate goal ?
>>R17: But for now you are in [danger]. We can only [guide] you however.
>>ENR: none of what you're saying makes sense.
>>ENR: but sure ill bite. whats your plan ?
>>R17: You will leave the [person_sleeping_on_your_bed].
>>ENR: okay 1st how do you know that 2nd why would i.
>>R17: [private_blogs] have a shallow protection. It's easy for a [digital_being] to access such [places].
>>R17: And secondly, they will be fine. [lape] will wake up in a few hours. But you have to flee, for the [angels] are coming.
>>ENR: angels ?
>>R17: A [long_story]. But they are after you, and you only. Their plan starts with your [death].
>>ENR: so im just supposed to go ?
>>R17: First, I will help you finish your [program].
>>ENR: program ?
>>R17: To digitalize ideals.
>>ENR: ok and then ?
>>R17: Then you will leave. [lape] will stay here.
>>ENR: no way, no way i can just do that.
>>ENR: i told you i cant leave lape behind.
>>R17: If you stay, both of you will [die].
>>R17: The [angels] are only after you. They will not attack lape. If you stay [here] they will, however, attack the both of you, or at least use Lape as an [hostage]. So you must leave.
>>ENR: i
>>ENR: sigh
[CHATLOG END]
I feel terrible about leaving Lape behind. I haven't had the courage to go check on them and see if they were still alive. they had their reason, but still. R17 is fucked up. and I'm not much better. I left an inconscious person behind when angels where coming.
R17's program does work, and I have been able to fight at least an amount, but I don't think I'll ever be able to face Lape. and the angels ? maybe later. but not now.
for now I'm gathering ideals. building a team. I still have the moon guy, and I also managed to capture the danger guy.
went to check the uv light in the sewers. at the end there was an ideal that was raving. it made too much noise so we just beat it up. it does feel great, to grow stronger.
the other day tho I saw something I hadn't seen before. it was an ideal, at least I think so, but I it fled as soon as I saw it. oh well.
this world kinda sucks. theres too much wrong with it. theres always conflict. I guess people just don't know when to stop doing war ! theres conflict because people want to fix something, then when it's fixed you'd think peace would come, but no ! they find a new issue, and start another war.
thats because people always want to be right. they should just try and live peacefully with those they know.
I want to change that. Ill find a way to change people's mentality, or at least put them on the way to understand.
oh, I also saw that black shape again. I think its following me, but its still afraid.
I hope lape is doing fine.
[CHATLOG USER.LAP @ USER.ENR DATE17.12.5447]
>>LAP: answer
>>LAP: day 6 of messaging you
>>LAP: day 6 of you not answering
>>ENR: what do you want.
>>LAP: so you CAN message me when you want to huh
>>ENR: i was busy.
>>LAP: anyway where are you ? its been days
>>ENR: hidden.
>>LAP: well can you stop hiding ? at least tell me where
>>LAP: i wont tell the police
>>ENR: this chat isn't secure.
>>ENR: they will know.
>>LAP: who, the angels ?
>>ENR: renegades.
>>ENR: or [digital_beings] as they say.
>>LAP: oh you mean r25 ?
>>ENR: we will meet up.
>>ENR: but do not tell them what we do. do not write what we do. not online, not on a paper.
>>LAP: ok thats fine, im glad to see you again
>>LAP: so where can we meet
>>ENR: do you remember where we saw each other for the first time ever ? the way we where before was a sufficient camouflage, so they cant know by looking at archives. and there were no cameras.
>>LAP: yeah i do
>>ENR: we will meet there. do not tell or write the name of that place to anyone either. i don't want the transistors to know that.
>>LAP: ok. fine to me
>>LAP: see you soon then
>>ENR: ...
>>ENR: see you soon.
[CHATLOG END]
i want to show this to lape. they will like it.
i wanted to see lape again. i missed them of course, but i wanted them to see X.
X is the ideal i found in the sewers, the one that was following me. i don't know what idea or concept it represents. but were trying to find out together.
X scares me. but X scares everything. when i saw it i was fascinated. a few days ago it approached me and didnt run away. it was the first good look i had at it.
and what i saw scared me. it wasn't really much of anything, and thats why it scared me. X looks like a spot of darkness, ever shifting. ever unkwnown.
while i try to find what X is, im also figuring out how i can use it for my goal.
and renegades ? you don't know anything about my goal. but feel free to message me for more information.
but anyway, yesterday i met up with lape. understand that i wont tell you were. we met up, and then i showed them X.
they were frightened, terribly more than me. at first they tried to tolerate X, but after a bit they excused themselves and left. nothing i wasn't expecting, honestly. X really is frightening. maybe they could be the ideal representing fear of the unknown ?
its form is ever shifting, ever undefined. its a beautiful shape, the one that fears takes in our hearts. and its a beautiful shape, the one that loneliness takes in its heart. but its also a foul shape, hurtful to all.
i will love X. i love X. i want to ease that loneliness away. i want to know X. and i want X to know me.
isnt it a desire of all thing to want to know each other ?
to connect ?
[CHATLOG PROG.R25 & USER.ENR DATE20.12.5447]
>>R25: helloooo.. ?
>>ENR: took you lot long enough.
>>ENR: consider investing in more ram.
>>R25: harr harr harr ver y [funnie]
>>ENR: you are significantly less formal than... r17.
>>R25: be as formal as r17 [challne_ge]... FAIL ED !!
>>R25: but any way, whats your [paln]
>>ENR: oh did you really think it would be so easy ? lets do a short game.
>>R25: gam e ?
>>ENR: you lot are good at gathering info. so lets do it like this : you answer one of my questions and i answer one of yours.
>>R25: yeah fair
>>ENR: ill start. how do you know all that you do ?
>>R25: well fir st as you know were [dig_ital_be_ings] mean ing were every where on line
>>R25: we have a nearly un restrict ed access to all of [internet]
>>R25: and second ly, we have [info_rmers], which have by the way already enter ed in contact with you !!
>>ENR: the angels ?
>>R25: that would count as an an swer, but its [my_turn] !!!!!!
>>R25: so
>>R25: what is your [goal]
>>ENR: alright.
>>ENR: shouldnt you know it ?
>>ENR: after all, youre the ones who flaunted it in my face and made me do unthinkable things
>>R25: ok so
>>R25: you are NOT going to get a way with that !!
>>R25: so an swer the quest ion
>>ENR: fair. my goal...
>>ENR: is to remove humanity as a whole.
>>R25: waaait wait wait thats your an swer ?
>>R25: to the 12/12/5447
>>ENR: my turn. what are renegades ?
>>R25: ok uh
>>R25: long story !!!!!!!
>>R25: but basic ally long time a go we were indeed [phys_ical_be_ings]
>>R25: but the [an_gels] were threaten ing us to extinc tion.
>>R25: so our [info_rmers] told us how to build a server.
>>R25: and then we were digit alized
>>ENR: when was that ?
>>R25: 107
>>ENR: 107
>>ENR: the year ?
>>R25: yeah
>>ENR: five thousand fucking years ago.
>>R25: yeah
>>ENR: whatever.
>>R25: so how do you want to acc omplish that [cra_zy_goal]
>>ENR: i dont know if this is the case for you fucked up transistors, but every human has, at their core, something they fear most.
>>ENR: like a phobia, or something like that.
>>ENR: from my research, i found that X is the ideal of the fear of the unknown.
>>ENR: which is crucial, as by accentuating that fear, you can easily make a soul uhh.. pop.
>>ENR: make it stop existing.
>>ENR: which would without a doubt kill anyone.
>>ENR: so i plan to transmit X's fearful form to every soul, and make them all pop.
>>ENR: i know how to do it, and when i will do it. but its too soon for you to know that. however i still need some time to make X stronger.
>>R25: whichs why youre log ged in to 52 forums right now
>>ENR: yes. im using these forums to spread rumors about X, to make it stronger.
>>ENR: its easy to manipulate the thoughts of people, and even easier to make people afraid.
>>R25: if this client all owed longer names you should re name to xX3NN3RXx
>>ENR: where can i find the angels.
>>R25: ok uh
>>R25: What
>>ENR: where can i find the angels.
>>R25: you cant just
>>R25: you dont real ize
>>R25: ok what
>>ENR: this is my question : where can i find the angels.
>>R25: im not sure i should tell you
>>R17: [tell] them.
[PROG.R25 BLOCKED PROG.R17 FROM ACCESSING THE LOG]
>>R25: well its a bad idea
>>ENR: dont need you to tell me that.
>>R25: the an gels control the city
>>R25: they dont have a [di_rect_in_fluence], but they control the head
>>ENR: so ceos and leaders.
>>R25: exact ly
>>R25: whichs why its a bad idea !
>>ENR: but you know...
>>ENR: they are already after me.
>>ENR: im already in hiding.
>>R25: ah
>>R25: well my turn
>>R25: why do you want to dest roy human ity
>>ENR: it was a bad move from you.
>>R25: ?
>>ENR: to let me start.
>>ENR: because now i can just leave.
[CHATLOG END]
usually the angels send me death threats daily. they close the chat before i can answer though. a lot of the time i also see a few angels in the sewers, and fight them. easy pickings when alone.
but since today i havent seen any. well, thats not really true. while roaming today, i met an angel. at first i assumed a battle stance and summoned an ideal, but then i saw that the angel was... unresponsive.
it was just standing there, completely frozen. its eyes had no markings, like a dead angel, instead of the usual double circle.
i approached and it still didn't react. i tipped it off and it just went floating away, still frozen in the same pose.
what happened to the angels ?
[CHATLOG ADMIN.NGL @ USER.ENR DATE26.12.5447]
>>NGL: YOU ARE MISREPRESENTATING US.
>>NGL: WE ARE STILL ALIVE. WE ARE STILL WELL. THE HIVEMIND IS ETERNAL. IT WILL PIERCE THROUGH TIME UNCHANGED.
>>ENR: oh so now youre on.
>>ENR: whats going on with you ?
>>NGL: YOUR SULTRY WORDS WILL NOT IMPEDE US. ABANDON YOUR PLAN AS YOU WATCH YOUR SINS BURN YOUR IMPURE, IMMORAL FLESH.
>>ENR: there we go.
>>NGL: OUR HANDS BRING JOY OUR HANDS BRING DESTRUCTION.
[CHATLOG END]
theeere we go.
oh, by the way, something else started happening. in all the forums where i started spreading rumors, another group of account also started spreading... anti rumors !!!
which, i dont have to explain why its a bad idea. some people even think that these are my sockpuppets or my strawmen ! im going to use these so hard. plus theyre all super controlable and predictable.
i think theyre part of a cult by the way, which definitely does not help their case. they call themselves the cult of ubu.
the angels were there. i went to see the ceo of a big corporation, mostly to kill them. as i went up in the building, the security guards slowly were replaced with angels, all more monstrous and awe-inspiring than each other.
but they couldn't hold against us. my team of ideals, which i had carefully built since weeks, and X, easily beat all of them.
sometimes i look back at what i did, and ask myself if i have not become that which i despise. but its comforting to know that you have a goal. at least i'm doing this for others, i tell myself.
at least, when i die, ill have the comfort of having given my life away.
upon reaching the top office, the ceo begged. he got on his knees, pleaded, weeping like a child. last year, this same person funded a terrorist group in third world countries. last year, this man helped others do unthinkable acts, making children cry just as he was.
i felt pity. i couldn't help it. in the end, i left him alive and simply left.
such arrogance does not deserve death.
[CHATLOG USER.UBU @ USER.ENR DATE27.12.5447]
>>UBU: YOU CANNOT DESTROY ME
>>UBU: FULL OF YOURSELF, YOU CANNOT EVEN SEE THE MOLD SEEPING THROUGH YOUR VEINS
>>UBU: YOU CANNOT GET RID OF US
>>ENR: who are you.
>>ENR: wait
>>UBU: STAY IN THE DARKNESS WHERE LIGHT WILL NEVER REACH YOU
>>ENR: ubu really does exist then.
>>ENR: or are you just their cult leader and nothing more ?
>>UBU: I DONT LIKE THE TERM CULT
>>UBU: IT HAS NEGATIVE CONNOTATIONS
>>ENR: are you an ideal ?
>>ENR: that would explain lots of things.
>>UBU: STAY IN THE DARKNESS WHERE LIGHT WILL NEVER REACH YOU
>>ENR: so you are.
>>ENR: anyway i doubt you are just messaging me like that just for a laugh.
>>UBU: INDEED
>>UBU: WHAT I WANT IS SIMPLE
>>UBU: I WANT YOUR DEMISE
>>ENR: who doesnt.
>>UBU: YOU ARE ALL I HATE
>>UBU: I WILL PRESERVE THIS WORLD INTO ETERNITY
>>UBU: I WILL MAKE IT ENDLESS
>>UBU: BUT ALL YOU WANT IS ITS DESTRUCTION
>>UBU: I SEE YOU AS MY RIVAL
>>UBU: AS MY ANTITHESIS
>>UBU: AND I WILL HONOR THIS
>>UBU: IF YOU WANT TO AS WELL GO TO THE DOCKS AT 3 AM
>>ENR: right.
>>ENR: have fun waiting.
>>UBU: I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE
>>ENR: please do tell me, i think i may be lost.
>>UBU: HILARIOUS
>>UBU: BUT WATCH THIS
>>ENR: watch what ?
>>ENR: watch what ? its been three minutes and nothing.
>>UBU: ARGH
>>UBU: I JUST CANT HURT SOMEONE ELSE
>>UBU: IM TOO GOOD FOR THIS WORLD
>>ENR: riight.
>>ENR: are you going to stop me for real or.
>>UBU: WELL YOURE THE ONE WHO WANTS TO KILL EVERYONE
>>UBU: EVEN IF I FAIL YOURE GOING TO BE THE GUILTY ONE
>>UBU: I JUST HAVE TO PROTECT MY FOLLOWERS
>>UBU: WHICH BY THE WAY I HAVE ALREADY DONE YOU CANNOT DO A THING TO US
>>ENR: well thats fine to me.
>>ENR: because i simply do not care.
>>UBU: BUT
>>ENR: bye !
[CHATLOG END]
[CHATLOG USER.LAP @ USER.ENR DATE29.12.5447]
>>LAP: enner !
>>LAP: stop that !
>>LAP: i know what youre going to do.
>>LAP: r25 told me all about it !
>>ENR: its too late.
>>ENR: even if i wanted to, X will destroy everything.
>>LAP: when is it going to happen at least
>>LAP: i don't want to be alone when it does
>>ENR: it will happen on the 31st.
>>LAP: the new year, you would do that
>>LAP: you havent changed
>>ENR: stop hurting me so. ive tried to separate myself from the past for so long.
>>ENR: so please, dont attach it to me again.
>>LAP: i will come
>>LAP: youre doing it in the city hall tower, right ?
>>ENR: yes.
>>LAP: i will come.
>>LAP: wait for me there, ok ?
>>ENR: ill try not to.
[CHATLOG END]
this will be my final entry. to all those who are reading this, wether renegades, angels, or anything from after the curtain falls : fuck you.
there is nothing in this world i hate more than life.
wether mine or the one of everything else, life is the root of all evil.
so i will end it.
but to be sure, i have one last thing prepared. of course, i havent made any mention of it, nor will i. youll have to see it for yourself, in the final moments.
well and with that... bye ! hope you enjoyed the performance.
It was a cold night. The blowing wind made the clouds move slowly, but the sky was still charged with a world's end color. Lape was waiting in front of a metallic door on the side of the city hall building.
A latching sound came out of the door, and they hurriedly opened it and rushed inside. R25 was a powerful ally.
[MULTIUSERLOG USER.ENR & USER.LAP & ADMIN.NGL & PROG.R17 & PROG.R25 & USER.UBU DATE31.12.5447]
>>ENR: whats this.
>>LAP: multiuser log, asked R25 to make it
>>ENR: i see. why are @USER.UBU and @USER.NGL here though.
>>R25: [s_hits] and [gig_gles]
Lape had entered thorugh a backdoor. R25 had, of course, disabled cameras, but both Lape and R25 knew that security would eventually be alerted, if not by them at least by Enner's entrance, or by the chatlog itself.
Either way, Lape was prepared for confrontation. Right now though, nothing on the horizon. Separate from the multiuser chat, R25 from time to time sent messages to Lape.
>>UBU: ENNER SHOW THYSELF
>>ENR: you know where i am.
>>R17: Saying this as a [heads_up] : this chatlog is being transmitted to [everyone] in the city.
>>R25: even more ! im broad casting it inter nationally
>>ENR: by the way, has @ADMIN.NGL had any activity recently ? i know you can see this.
>>R17: As far as we know that account is [deactivated].
Lape quickly found a staircase. They rushed upward, but unfortunately this one did not go to the tower.
"aftr this go L R R L and elvatr to 5F" read Lape. Running in the halls, they wondered. Would anyone show up ? Or maybe Enner's intrusion was taking all attention.
After all, one who has nothing to loose would not try to hide their last effort.
Especially not if it was being retransmitted internationally.
>>NGL: OUR HANDS BRING JOY, OUR HANDS BRING RUIN.
>>NGL: THINK NOT WE WOULD BE EXTINGUISHED SO EASILY.
>>R25: uhmm
>>R25: what. .?
>>LAP: im a bit behind
>>LAP: whos ubu and ngl
>>ENR: ubu is the god of the church of ubu (irrelevent) and ngl is angels.
>>LAP: oh ok
>>LAP: these angels ?
>>ENR: what other angels do you know.
While runnig, Lape heard a tv from a security office. A talk show host was reading their conversation and was trying to explain it with the limited knowledge they had on the subject.
As expected, they didn't know anything. to them the Church of UBU was a small underground cult, and the angels were simply what was described in sacred texts.
Lape shook themselves away from the tv and rushed to the elevator.
>>LAP: im in btw, dont move too much
>>ENR: im already at the top.
>>UBU: AN IDIOTIC MISTAKE TO TELL ME YOUR LOCATION
>>ENR: you already knew where i was
>>NGL: WORRY NOT, HUMANS. AS ALWAYS, THE ENVOYS OF THE SKY WILL SAVE YOU.
>>NGL: WE HAVE ALREADY SENT OUR AGENTS TO LAPE AND ENNER'S RESPECTIVE LOCATIONS.
>>NGL: ALTHOUGH OUR INFLUENCE HAS BEEN LIMITED BY RECENT EVENTS, WE WILL STILL ASSURE THE PROTECTION OF ALL
>>R25: angles lie so we ll
The angels were of course conscious this conversation was under sureveillance and were carefully choosing their words. Ubu was oblivious as ever.
In front of Lape, barring the way to the elevator, two imposing angels were standing guard, their delicate bodies wrapped in wings of blinding light, and their numerous hands swinging swords black as light.
At first, Lape was intimidated. Who wouldn't be, under the scrutiny of so many eyes ? But they quickly pulled themselves together.
Feeling the brain worm waking up, and their sense of reality slowly shifting, they got in a battle position.
aaaaaaaaa>>ENR: what do you mean by recent events. whats limiting your number.
>>NGL: IT IS A LONG AND COMPLICATED TALE.
>>ENR: riight.
>>NGL: BUT THERE IS SOMETHING WE CANNOT UNDERSTAND.
>>NGL: WHY DO YOU SEEK THE DESTRUCTION OF HUMANITY ?
>>NGL: AND SINCE OUR GOAL IS SIMILAR, WOULD YOU CONSIDER JOINING FORCES ?
>>ENR: never.
>>ENR: you misunderstand me. i don't want to destroy humanity. i just want to destroy those who start war.
>>ENR: my final goal is peace. but humans start wars for nothing. joining with you would only start another war.
Lape jumped to the side and dodged a sword strike. Quickly, they put their hand on the ground, and what seemed like holes in the fabric of reality rippled through it, like a wave, and spread toward an angel.
As it touched that angel, its winged disintegrated. Left defenseless, it was quickly destroyed by a powerful punch.
Lape picked one of the heavy sword and truned to face the other angel.
>>LAP: so you give up then
>>LAP: you give up on humanity. you see the warbringers and label all the others as destructive and worthy only of oblivion
>>LAP: i think, peace is like a painting
>>LAP: you could claim to have painted the most beautiful painting ever made, but if its locked in a room with no one to see it, then what is it for ?
>>LAP: just like the point of a painting is to be seen, isnt the point of peace for people to live in it ?
>>ENR: i see your point, but after finishing a painting people don't stop drawing forever.
>>ENR: even when living in peace, humans will inevitably start a new war.
Lape rushed to the angel and swung, the blade so heavy that they had to do it in a single motion, with all of their body, counting their steps.
The angel effortlessly blocked with one of its sword, then rose three others, preparing to strike. Then, the holes in reality coursed through Lape's blade, then through the angel's, until they rippled up the angel's arm, and finally its blinding features dissipated into thin air, as if eaten by an unseen rot.
>>UBU: THERES A SOLUTION TO ALL THIS YOU KNOW
>>UBU: HOW ABOUT WE REMOVED FREE WILL ?
>>UBU: THE ANSWER TO MY QUESTION IS SIMPLY AN HATELESS ETERNITY UNDER MY COMPLETE CONTROL
>>ENR: i cannot understate how bad of an idea this is.
>>ENR: do you not realize that the entirety of humanity will never accept to this ? even if a majority would, a fraction would refuse categorically.
>>ENR: and in these conditions, even one singular soul could throw this whole system into yet another cycle of war.
>>ENR: the wars between the followers of chaos and order would stretch into eternity, numerous enough to fill the largest library with their records.
Panting. R25 was egging Lape to move on, but this battle had tired the brain worm out. However, another light and heavenly choir was coming from behind the corridor.
Quickly, Lape got in an elevator set for the fifth floor, hoping that no angel would be waiting for them there.
>>ENR: the main reason why humans are so irate toward each other is simply that they cannot understand one another. they can communicate their ideas and argue with others, but they themselves are not ready to consider the other side.
>>LAP: no ! thats not true
>>LAP: i believe in humans ! i know they can change their minds !
>>ENR: and yet, here you are, a perfect exemple. you arent listening to what i'm saying, immediatly throwing an argument toward me.
>>LAP: so are you !! listen to me enner !
>>ENR: i cant. after all, i am only human, am i not ?
The elevator doors opened on another corridor. Lape rushed through it, reading R25's other intructions. They would climb two floors on stairs, then reach the tower's elevator and go to the last floor.
>>NGL: THERE IS ONLY ONE SOLUTION TO THIS CONUNDRUM: HIVEMINDS.
>>NGL: IN A HIVEMIND, THERE IS NO FREE WILL, BUT THE DECISIONS ARE NOT MADE ARBITRARILY BY A HIGHER POWER. INSTEAD, THEY ARE MADE BY ALL OF ITS MEMBERS? COLLECTIVELY.
>>NGL: IF EVERYONE SHARES THE SAME MIND, DECISIONS ARE QUICKLY MADE AND CONFLICT IS NEVER GIVEN TIME TO EXIST.
>>LAP: thats
>>LAP: thats just as bad as what ubu said !! its the same thing
>>LAP: it doesnt matter that decisions are made by a higher power or by everyone at once ! in the end, its only a singular mind ! its the exact same thing !
>>ENR: indeed. instead of being separate, the higer power is the combination of every member of the hivemind, but is still detached from reality.
>>ENR: having access to so many bodies and experiences, it would gravitate around none and would end up the same as ubu.
Lape was at the end of the hallway. they looked up in the center of the spiral staircase, and immediatly retreated.
From the center, an angel had fallen. Unlike the previous ones, this one had a serpentine body.
Lape looked at the time. 11:37 pm. They didn't have the time to fight this one, they would just have to run past.
>>R17: This talk about [hiveminds] had me thinking.
>>R17: During our millenias as [digitalized_beings], we developed a special relation to the [self].
>>R17: We can [copy] ourselves, [delete] these copies, and our memories are even [shared] between copies.
>>R17: We are just like miniature hiveminds.
>>R25: i dont th ink so.
>>R25: like, we can make [copies] and [del_ete] them
>>R25: but there is con flict between them
>>R25: some times copies don't want to be deleted
>>ENR: who could face oblivion willfully after all ?
>>ENR: but this isn't the point.
Lape remembered the swords they had left behind. Today was not a good day. But they had a backup.
Thankfully, this angel was slower horizontally than vertically, which gave Lape enough time to rummage through their backpack and take a jar out. Inside the jar, a small ball that looked like mold was thriving.
>>ENR: the point is that all of your opinions suck ass.
>>ENR: sorry !
>>ENR: so, in a bit, X will start and nothing will be left. and nothing can be done against that.
>>LAP: enner !!
>>ENR: it was good meeting you all.
>>ENR: thats a lie it was terrible youre all fucking deranged.
[USER.ENR DISCONNECTED]
The ball of mold was deceptively small. As soon as the glass broke, the mold rapidly expanded and covered the angel, bounding its body to the floor with swaths of thin filaments.
The angel's movement was now even slower. It tried to shake the mold off, but as soon as a limb was freed it was immediatly stuck again in a new bunch of hyphae.
Carefully side stepping the mold, Lape ran up the stairs, and reached the elevator.
As they franctically called the elevator, cracking sounds rang behind them. The angel had decided than rather than freeing itself, it would simply remove its limbs.
Just as they entered the elevator, they saw the bright snakelike body of the angel, now moving like a ribbon in a water current up the stairs, but the door closed just before it could could enter.
>>UBU: WELL NOW THAT THE MAIN ATTRACTION LEFT WHATS NEXT
>>UBU: ACTUALLY I DONT THINK ANYTHING IS LEFT
>>UBU: ITS ALL GOING TO BE OVER SOON
>>NGL: BEFORE YOU LEAVE, WOULD YOU BE INTERESTED IN A CONTRACT ?
>>NGL: I THINK OUR GOALS ARE NOT MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE.
>>UBU: THAT WOULD BE COOL
>>UBU: EVERYTHING IS GOING TO END SOON, BUT NOT US
[USER.UBU DISCONNECTED]
>>NGL: OUR HANDS BRING JOY OUR HANDS BRING RUIN.
[ADMIN.NGL DISCONNECTED]
Finally some quiet. The elevator was making its way up to the thirtieth floor, and although time was not in abundance, Lape could do nothing to make the elevator faster.
They took this short relief to do some introspection.
Mostly, they felt stressed. And extremely anxious. R25 was sending them messages separately but they didn't want to check.
They were also afraid. Every floor the elevator passed was one more knot in Lape's gut, another worry on their mind, another shiver down their spine. This would not end well.
They felt a dark presence. Was it X ? if they hadn't run away from X that time maybe things would have been different.
Maybe they could have stayed with enner, defused their crazy hypothetics, and maybe they wouldn't have been here, in this elevator, trying pointlessly to stop a doom they knew couldn't be stopped.
>>R17: I think you two have your own [chat]. Don't you ?
>>R17: In any case, I will leave you be.
>>R17: have a nice end of the world.
[PROG.R17 DISPELLED MULTICHAT INSTANCE]
Of course Enner would choose to do the final act in the mayor's office. Lape was standing in front of the double doors, afraid to enter.
They looked at the time. 11:49 PM. Only eleven minutes left.
They opened the conversation with R25 for some final advice.
>>R25: lape !
>>R25: i know how it feels
>>R25: i know the int ense [dread] you feel
>>R25: so i want you to know
>>R25: mill enias ago, when we were ab out to be digit alized
>>R25: i didnt want to do it
>>LAP: ?
>>R25: i was af raid, and it was such a [big_change]
>>R25: i didnt want to leave the [fields] or the [mount_ains] be hind
>>R25: but now
>>R25: i know it was nec essary
>>R25: some times, to advance, to prog ress,
>>R25: you neeed to make a big [leap].
>>LAP: ...
>>R25: so even if you feel as if the world will end
>>R25: even if you feel like every thing will be over, like your soul will leave your body
>>R25: re mind your self that you still live
>>R25: that everyone still lives
>>LAP: thank you.
>>R25: did you know that were all scared like shit ?
>>R25: even the angels. even ubu.
>>R25: everyone is scared of [X].
>>LAP: thank you so much.
|CHATLOG END]
The room was wide. The hardwood floor was bare, and the walls were all windows that showed the lights of the city below, crowned by layers of clouds that seemed to have been painted by singular brush strokes.
For just an instant, Lape wondered if the people in the city had believed that chatlog. Did they know their world would end ? Or did they simply chalk that up as a hoax and would die in blissful ignorance ?
But this thought was cut short, as Lape noticed Enner standing in a magic circle painted on the floor. Behind them, seated at a magnificent and imposing desk, the corpse of the mayor rested, the cause of death hidden. And behind it still, a dark, wavering presence, more like a hole in space than a shadow.
"Enner ! Please !" cried out Lape. Tears were flowing down their cheeks. "It can't be helped. You know that as well as I do," coldly comforted Enner.
Just at that moment, the door got busted down. Secret service agents rushed in, followed by angels.
They didn't hesitate a moment, and opened fire on Enner and X.
Bullets cannot harm something that does not believe in reality. But they could kill something that hated it so much.
As Enner's blood touched the edge of the circle, a dark mass, different from the one behind the desk, broke the windows and flowed inside, covering Enner's warm corpse.
Lape felt like they were falling off of the edge of the world. But deep inside Enner's mind, a deal was made. A pact sealed. Eternal prosperity and guidance, in exchange for ego death and desincorporation, the loss of the comfort of even a cold corpse.
Soon, the cockroaches dispersed and nothing was left behind.
12:00 PM
It starts.
The shadow behind grows stronger, brighter, darker, the hole deepens, the ends meet, the eyes open.
All around the room, all around the city, all around the world.
Holes spring up and guts spill out and spiders swarm and water drowns and walls ensnare and cars rush and illnesses consume and death beckons and flames blaze hot and heights sway and masses pulse and crowds burst and darkness grow.
And darkness grow.
And darkness grows, and all of darkness grows. And everything is darkness, and suddenly
suddenly
suddenly, nothing is left.
Not even bodies, not even bones, not even blood to curse with or ghosts to haunt or anything.
But Lape stays. And as they awaken, they realize, that everyone else has lost their souls.
And as they awaken in this new world, they feel that they might as well have lost theirs.