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>JASPER: Why do we have to do this?
This world is a test. The creator of the test called it a game, so the other gods do too. If we - me, and you TCPs - survive and win, we get to go to another world, the world where the other gods besides me already live. Then we... er, I, I'll call myself I for now, to avoid confusion... will get to truly meet and interact with you, which I would like a lot, and with the other gods, some of whom are my friends who I want to meet very much. It's not a perfect place - bad things can still happen there. But it's also possible to live peacefully and happily there, and I'll help you find a way to do that, as much as I can. I'd like to try make things better there for other people, too. I have some ideas.
>JASPER: Why do we have to go to war?
Mostly because of Spit, one of the other gods in the game. She's cruel and violent, and likes causing pain and fear, so she chose to fight the rest of us instead of working together. I have heard most of this about her second-hand, but she has already taken the first chance she could to try hurt me and Wretch, who I know she's hurt badly before. I've been told she attacks and eats other gods, in the other world. I have an idea for how I could stop her, maybe, if I got there. I still need to find out for sure if it's possible, and I would need to win before I can reach her.
I don't have any hope of just convincing her to not fight us by talking. So, she'll try to defeat us, which means killing our TCPs, or taking them away from us - and I think she would just kill you then, too. I don't want to just believe everything I've heard about her, but I've gotten the idea she'll try to do that as horribly as she can, and from talking to her myself, I believe it. I will try to find a way to win with as little suffering as possible, but it will be very difficult. Spit has played and won the game before, and she's taken advantage of the rules to call the game's maker, Wax, and force him to join her team. We still outnumber them, and Wax hates Spit, so I hope I can talk him into holding back. But to win, to live and escape, we all might have to do some very hard things. To cause or suffer pain, to avoid greater pain. Maybe to kill, to prevent being killed.
>JASPER: Why did you make us, just for us to die?
You are not made to die. You are made to live, and you are alive. You can experience and feel and think, be happy or sad, love and anger, fear and adoration, and so many more things. And while you are alive, you have power, power to change the world as you choose, maybe just a little or maybe a lot, if you're in the right place at the right time, to make the world better or even to make the world worse, if that's what you decide, in a way that will go on after you're gone. You can see, hear, feel and otherwise experience the world in a way no-one else will ever quite be able to, not the exact same way, and you can tell people about it if you want to.
The reason you can die is just because I don't have the power to make you able to live forever.
There's a lot I can do, but I can't do anything, and the things I can do have limits. That goes for all the gods, but me, I don't even have a strong grip on myself, sometimes. I am Void, after all. There's something missing in me, that you have, that the other gods have, that lets you keep yourself in one piece, at least mostly. Instead, I'm... scattered around. In pieces. So some things I'm bad at, like self-control. I think, and I hope, that you and the other TCPs can be better than me, at least at that, and hopefully more.
>JASPER: Why...why did you make me?
I needed to make another TCP. I wanted to make as many as I could anyway, to love and to play and be friends with, but by the time I got to my last one I also knew I needed you, and you needed each other. I tried to make someone who could do things that the others couldn't, and I tried to make them - to make you - in a way I hoped would make you stronger, by being closer to my nature as a god. I'm the god of identity, and discord, with special power over masks, and maybe nothingness. The idea I invoked for your creation was something I thought was connected to those. I'm sorry if that causes you problems, and I'm doubly sorry for loading so much knowledge on you so quickly after you were made. I was worried that I didn't have much time, and... well, self-control problems, like I told you.
I know you don't trust me, Jasper. All I can do is show my trust in you, and hope you choose to reciprocate. First: what I told you about having an idea for dealing with Spit is a secret. I haven't told anyone else, yet. I can't risk Spit finding out, and I'm not sure how some of the other gods would react to it, though I'll need to ask them some questions anyway, to discover if it's possible.
Second: I'm giving you a way to escape me, you and all the other TCPs, me and all the other gods, I hope. I've created an UNHALLOWED SANCTUARY - a place where we gods shouldn't be able to watch you or talk to you, or use our powers. I can't actually see down there to check how close it is to what I was trying to make, and so far when I've made things they often have... extra things, that I didn't expect or decide on. But since it is a sanctuary, it should be safe. My ally gods are going to tell their TCPs about it as well. You can go down there and have a look - I'd like to try give you a few things to help you explore, if you do - and see what it's like, and do whatever you choose to down there. You can tell me what it's like when you come back up, or don't, if that's what you decide. If you really want, you can stay down there, and be free of us. I know you're smart enough to think of all the things doing that would mean. It's up to you.
None of us gods are perfect. We have our weaknesses. It's possible for you TCPs to be smarter, or wiser or just more level-headed than we might be, sometimes. If you decide you need to defy us, you can. I just ask that you learn as much as you can, and think as much as you can, when you make your decisions.
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