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>Wordblood: Your favorite story of all time?
”Once, before there was one time, the world did not exist. All that would become was a great nothingness of potential, like a blank page, or an unworked block of stone. It contained all it could become. It could be everything; therefore, it could not be anything. But within this almost-world, there were almost creatures, that almost lived inside it.”
“Their almost-lives were almost filled with pain and confusion, for there was nothing to depend upon. Though there was almost time, and there were almost places, there was nothing to say for sure what they almost were. So they almost changed, almost constantly, and there was no security, and no peace. Within the infinite unformed, some of the almost living creatures almost knew that they were almost, but not real, and being almost aware of their lack almost tormented them. They almost began to seek for a way to become what they almost felt they could be. Some of them almost met each other, as they almost searched, and almost became companions. Yet there were almost others, among the almost living things, who became almost angry to see the others almost searching. It almost reminded them of their own lack, when they would almost prefer to almost live in almost ignorance, almost enjoying what time they almost had in as much contentment as they could almost have. So some of the almost living things almost hunted the others, and almost chased them, and almost killed them.”
“But one of the almost-searching was almost old, and almost big, and almost powerful; and the almost-old one had almost spent a long time being almost entirely alone. Even more than almost wanting to be real, the almost-old one almost wanted companionship. So the almost-old one said to the almost hunted: “I will protect you; I will give everything I can to help you, and to keep you safe; and I will search with you, to become something real, all of us together.””
“And that promise was true, and sincere, and real. It was the first real thing that had ever existed; and all of the old one’s companions felt it touch their hearts, and felt themselves moved to return it. All of them truly wished to become something real, and all of them truly wished to be together. That common wish, heartfelt, backed by the deliberate Will and choice to make it so, became a silver thread that bound them all together; and as they prayed for it together, from the bottom of their hearts, it made them one, and many, all at once. Their bodies cloaked the thread of their Promise in flesh, to become a great serpent. That serpent spread his wings, lifting him away from the world of non-being, and he became a dragon, casting the shadow of truth across all the infinity of the unshaped, that would change everything forever. He was The Dragon Beyond the World, who we call Oramus, and he was the first of all the Titans, progenitor of existence.”
“But Oramus was trapped.”
“Part of his Promise had been “To Seek To Become”. As soon as he became a Titan, he had become something; so his Promise was fulfilled. So, it could no longer bind him together. So, he began to come apart. But as soon as he did, his Promise could be fulfilled again, and so it could shape him once again. So it couldn’t. So it could. Oramus became bound within himself, his heart caught in a constant state of fluctuation, a superposition of being and non-being, both existing and not, neither existing or not. The impossibility of contradiction within himself would drive him mad.”
“But he was together, with every piece of himself, and that would remain true. He had created the border, that it could be crossed, showing others the road that he could not take himself, and others would take it, those with other wishes, other Promises of their own, Greater Purposes that they would chase together, one and many, becoming Titans, just like him. Some of them could become companions to each other. So, Oramus would never be alone again.”
“…”
“That is my favorite story. Not, I admit, for any literary merit. Still, it is the answer to your question.”
>Wordblood: You're a being composed of pure communication, but so far this has been limited to the spoken and written word (phonetic or otherwise). What about hidden messages? […] Would you need to know there was an encoded message?
”I would not need to know, no. As soon as I saw it, or otherwise perceived it, I would be able to sense the intentionality within. It is difficult to explain in words you could comprehend, but such things seem obvious to me.”
>Also: body language. Could you tell what someone was feeling by their stance, their behavior or the way they carried themselves? I mean a lot of people can do that anyway, but is it part of your titanic abilities as a deva of communication?
”Body language is slightly trickier; my ability to access unintentional communication is not so good. Culturally coded body language, like certain hand gestures, those are simple enough, but the most basic instinctual things are not so easy for me in comparison. I don’t lack entirely, of course, and I’m still better in that region than, say, Kairosa is, but it is harder. Or, it is for now. That may be an area where my powers can overlap with those of the Moon Hero Soul, which already gives powers in that direction, such as Saulanna has been using.”
>Wordblood/Kairosa: Does Nara-O, god of secrets-only-one-person-knows, know about […]
”Nara-O is a god of our Creation, the world that we Titans built together, and the in-built sub-worlds of godly sanctums and the Heavenly City. His dominion, therefore, only applies to that world, and not to any other. Or, well, that’s a little strong. If he visited another world, he would have more ability to gain knowledge of such secrets there than you would expect from a different spirit, but it wouldn’t be easy, and it certainly wouldn’t happen automatically as it does in our Creation. And, as a god created to be subordinate to his creators, he is definitely incapable of accessing secrets from any healthy Titan or deva. In general, though it is not a direct necessary link, you can assume that if it is beyond Fate, then it lies outside Nara-O’s domain as well. Peregrin lives in a land between our world and the underworld, so he may or may not fall under Nara-O’s dominion. As he has powers related to those of the Dragon’s Shadow, however, I would be surprised if he did not possess some means to thwart detection.”
“However, it would not matter to much if he did not. As God of Secrets Known Only To One Person, Nara-O is compelled to care for and maintain that domain; in other words, to keep secrets. Aside from the urges built into the job, revealing secrets would reduce his own power.”
“Something similar applies to the Incarnae, including Jupiter. It is possible she already knows about Saulanna, but she is compelled not to reveal such things. We Titans, after all, had many secrets we wished to keep. We wouldn’t have made a being who was capable of knowing them all and divulging them when- or how-ever she wanted to. That, as I understand, is why they had to delegate their powers to Heroes, who lacked such restrictions.”
>I'm a little unclear on whether Devas would count as separate people, or the full Titan would be one person
”A gemstone has many separate facets. A tree has many separate branches. A mountain range has many separate peaks, and if you bunch a single sheet of cloth, it has many separate folds. Separation and unity are not mutually exclusive. They are both illusions, and both very real.”
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