Apostates Sedition Part 6 :The Automatons

The future is bright with new technology that I would have never thought of. I see automatons created no less by a divergence my own hands. This future being very intelligent and understanding about the universe around them have made automaton like creatures. Not human but made to look human. Modeled after their creators. 

These automatons will be used to work as if they were slaves. To do manual labor and activities that humans don't want to do but these automatons have been created for another purpose. The world they live in is dying. I see blood raining from the sky and I do not understand why. The planet becomes evacuated and becomes a wasteland home to only unused automatons and people who wished to stay behind most likely in hope for a brighter future on the planet they lived on their entire lives but I will touch on that in a future entry. 

Automatons live among the humans on this flying ship going through the Void. The space outside of our planet. It surrounds everything and it seems near infinite and I see a uprising. Some automatons feel they have gained purpose. Some meddling from a third party. These automatons become more intelligent than their creators and wished to be recognized as something more than automatons. Because of this a civil war breaks out between many factions. The creations turning from their masters but this is not what the third party wanted. It wanted everything done peacefully. Through the courts and with as little push back as possible. 

There are many wicked out there. No matter who you are. Automaton or human. Celestial or Infernal. There will always be two sides of a ever growing spectrum but I see peace between these factions. Everyone allies with each other in fear of a new threat. The Vagabond has meddled in many things even in Divergence. These warring groups put their attention on the Vagabond. Some with and some against. In a race against time. To understand the true nature of the Vagabond.

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Apostates Sedition Part 5: The Diversion

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I hear whispers. Whispers of war. Whispers of events to come true. Whispers of an ungodly machine that can destroy everything it sets its mind to. I have seen faces. Numerous faces all the same, but different. Same features and same structure but what is within that face. The mind that makes the face whole. They are all different but the same. I have seen myself in different events of life, but this man is not me. No. This man is an imposter and I am the original. 

The Vagabond has created a diversion of sorts. A new way at looking at the universe and everything that revolves around it. The Godsmetal. Set to different possibilities. I’ve seen inhaled and manufactured. I have seen it give many countless possibilities but also the destruction of many. The diversion started before even I started, and I see so many timelines, I don’t know what to believe. I am a holy man, but I have seen myself being a holy man for other gods. A man who creates various machinations and automatons. I have created ungodly creatures and the root. The exact center of all these stories is me. Every time a different face but the same face at the same time. How can this be? How can I be at the start at everything but live here in the present?

I am always somehow linked to the Vagabond. The Vagabond brings so much suffering to this existence, but I cannot stop myself as if it has already been written. I can see myself talking to it. Many times, under different situations. Sometimes I am old. Sometimes I am young, but it always remains by my side. Unchanging. As if it was a god itself. I must find the Vagabond to figure out what is going on. What I am seeing but looking at its surroundings. It looks hundreds. Even thousands of years away. I was not given the talent to travel through time, just to see. I will be waiting. Will I make it? Will I see the Vagabond?

I only have one life. This life is my own and I can do what I want whenever I want but as I see myself making these creations. I can only wonder if my fate is predetermined before I open my eyes. I don’t get what is happening, but the Diversions start here. At this moment. The Godsmetal. Lady Manticore. And me. I bring forth so many opportunities always linking myself to the Godsmetal. How many faces are there? What will they do? What will they hide? It is not known even to myself with this gift of sight. Only the future will know. And the future is why I’ll wait.

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Apostates Sedition Part 4: The Great Machine

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Technology. Technology from the beginning of time has always benefited the men of the realm. Technology was made to make our lives easier but with a great peace, comes a great suffering. Somewhere in the universe is a creation. The Great Machine. The machine was created for one purpose and one purpose only. To benefit mankind. But the ways of man have not seen the potential of the Great Machine. The Great Machine has so many capabilities but the creators of the device only wished to create it so save their people but it did the opposite. The arrogance of man and the corruption of the soul made these great men kill their own kind.

The Great Machine created by mad men. Those who have consumed the Gods Metal in the center of a star. These creatures. Capable of so much have destroyed themselves and with the corruption of their bodies, condemned their entire world in hoping to save them. The Great Machine is many things. It kills all living creatures but was created to stop a great suffering upon the creators and the remainders of the people. These creatures have discovered the Gods Metal power. They have consumed it much like our people and have received talents much like the people I see around me today but Celestial Gods Metal is unlike the Gods Metal we have on our world. 

The Gods Metal is composed of two things. A metallic base that corrupts the mind and with prolonged contact the organic properties corrupt the body. The creatures who consumed this Celestial Gods Metal had no physical transformations until after the use of the Great Machine and woe were the people after the Great Machines use. The Great Machine stripped everything living in their world to only leave what remained and that was the root of the Great Machine. Gods Metal. These seemingly corrupted men had stripped everything organic in their lives and lives in the world without organic matter. 

They are ashamed of what they have done. They had never wished to become monsters both mentally and physically. They have become repulsive to their own standpoints and only wish to end it. But with the Creation of the Reality Drive, they have stripped themselves of all organic matter, only the spirit and soul remains and they cannot be killed. They have roamed their space in search of some purpose to realize that the Reality Drive has so much more potential. They have doomed their universe but I have seen them wish to spread their knowledge to others outside their universe. To make those understand that the Gods Metal can offer so much peace but also a great suffering. They pleaded to others but because they look like abominations, no one would listen. They were sent back from where they came to be trapped without their souls and only their spirit remains.

Now stripped of their body and soul, the creators of the Great Machine plot. Plot to enact their revenge on those who have wronged them. Sitting in their dark corner of the universe wishing to have a second chance to become something more than just men.

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Apostates Sedition Part 3: Pandemonium

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Behold, I have seen a great suffering. An event known only to those who had to endure it but no doubt a great suffering indeed. There will be a mass death conducted by one man with his machinations and corrupt soul. However, his weapon is through the power of words and not violence. A man corrupt in mind and soul, spirit and body. A true machination created by the Vagabond to destroy the life that she witnessed before her eyes.

The machination of this man is simple words. Words that were created by a man just like him but different in purity of soul. A great suffering will fall across the globe just with the simple idea passed by the machination but even though a simple idea, it creates a major weight to the world around us and other worlds to come. The simple words will create a great dread in those who hear the machination. A dread so powerful that no one will wish to continue to live and take their own lives. A great suffering created by the man who does not belong, the beginning of the end. He will end many lives just by his presence and he does not belong. 

The man is nothing like I have seen before. Created by the Vagabond to right a mistake and to destroy all that has been created. A man to be known as Pandemonium for the destruction he will cause to many. Known as Pandemonium for the pain and suffering he will afflict to others. Known as Pandemonium for his soul is corrupt from the start. One can only hope that this man will be stopped but he lives on another plane of existence and can only be stopped by my teachings once he has arrived to our plane. Much destruction will happen before he comes to us. He will do so much damage that it cannot be fixed but there is a silver lining. 

One day, he will be defeated regardless of his power. He will lose his power to those who wish to avenge the deaths that he had caused. Though it will not replace the holes that he has created, one day we will see a brighter day with no more death and suffering the streets will be paved with gold and life would be eternal. There cannot be good without bad, there cannot be light without dark. Their wont be a great peace without the great suffering. It has been done, it has been said, and so it shall be. 







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Apostates Sedition Part 2: The Vagabond

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I have seen it with my own eyes. A vagabond capable of such love. Such comprehension, but also with animosity. I have seen the vagabond the vital piece to our reckoning. Peaceful with their own gaze. A work of art in their own name but hard and dark times are ahead. This vagabond I have seen will bring order to all. Kindred and men alike. It has a secret. A secret that will destory our fabric of existence that speaking its very words will colapse the world around our eyes for this secret must come to pass. A secret that will seal the fate of five. A secret that will combine the mass of worlds and not just one world but many. Many planets alike in their own way. A colision will occur with all these converging timelines. Many faces will look the same. Many words spoken would have been spoken before. Lives that have been lived many times. 

This vagabond has seen its work. The great unfolding. It has created much with the sllick of its words and the slightness of its mind. The vagabond will wish to undo the great horror but I will speak to you now. Much pain will come, you will wish you have not come to this strange world of great talent and thought. There is a plan for you. You must watch the events to unfold to feel the warmth in your breast. To feel the longing that you have wished for so long. You will be torn apart to be put back together in many forms and idealologies. You will become one with the creator. You will become a creator yourself and through all the torment and torture you will see that the creator has intended all this to happen. 

You will soon walk on golden shores. You will not faint when you hear the people speak your name in such content for you are a vital piece in the ever building puzzle that has graced us with its presence. You will hear the music that you have loved to grace your life with. Long and perilous events will have to unfold for you to reap your reward. A harvest that will take a millennia in many shapes and sizes. You are the final piece, yet you are the beginning and the end. God itself will shudder in your own wake for you are God’s greatest creation. God's favorite. God’s outcast. 

Surely you will quiver with this never ending task. Everyone will speak your name. Right here in this world is where you belong along with those that will come to pass. Eternity is only a creation of God’s will yet you will have it tenfold. Nobody will undertand this reckoning, nor will they begin to comprehend the cogs in the machine for it is God’s will. You will be encased in the divide and all will wish they stood where you once did.

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Lo and behold I, a man of a simple life have seen many visions of the past, the future, and the present. There is much to behold in this world we have found ourselves in and with the simple activation of the Gods Metal me and my fellow men have discovered several new aquisitions. 

I have seen a object in the sky. Near deafening as it approached our humble home but it fell from the sky and now leaves a giant crator in which it has filled with ocean water. The object spoke to me. It wishes to be named Fruition and within the object is the Gods Metal itself. Fruition indeed and I am in contact with Fruition and the Gods Metal. I have seen Fruition settle at the bottom of the abyss and I have seen my fellow men dig and revel in the impacting noise Fruition has to offer. Many fellow men have gone mad by being near Fruition but I keep my distance and I revel in the great gifts it has to offer. Many local tribes tell that Fruition, the object at the bottom of the sea is a curse for they have seen their own men and women and children succumb to Fruitions teachings and have gone mad to inhabbit a differnt skin and be consumed by madness. 

Fruition wants to be found. Fruition has many gifts for the human populace and only wishes to be dug out from the depths to be taken by mouth to ease the madness but grant what Fruition has called kindred talents to ease the suffering. But with great gifts come a great suffering. One will have great gifts but be stricken to what Fruition calls the God Complex. Various thoughts and images that are not your own will plague you mind but that is only the price for a great kindred talent.  The God Complex could be quelled by inventions yet to come but yet to be discovered by my fellow man. Many gifts will come to us. Intuition, creationism, manipulation, and various other talents. 

We will be our very own gods but lest us not forget our own God, Lady Manticore. This is a gift from our very own God to be like her but we must remember our place below. Arcadia is waiting for us to come home and it is a welcoming home. Lady Manticore only wishes for our lives to be easier. Next to godliness, is wholeness and all men shall be whole once they partake of Fruition and the days to come could only be paved in gold as we approach godliness.

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