Since I am building my own religion, or if you prefer belief system from scratch, I suppose a logical starting point would be the object of our worship. ie.GOD. Let's assign him some parameters,so we may better serve his will.
1) GOD is:
A) Sentient energy being trapped alone in a two dimensional universe.
B) Not perfect, or vain, nor is god vengeful or the caring shepard to mankind.
C) God has a GOD x seven (7 dimensions)
D) god did not create this universe, however his energy is used to organize all the atoms of matter into what we percieve as the universe.
E) God, was commanded by his GOD to organize our universe, as a sort of cosmic
He walked in the darkness, shapes passing on either side, and some passing through him. Those were only vapors, a light mist, though the colors varied. If a normal person had saw it, it would have been odd. But the land he wandered was tortured, desolate, and barren, but yet beasts ran amok here. The most savage monsters seemed to be here. They all scurried their tails between their legs, or they soared high above him, or steered clear, beneath the beaten parched, and desecrated land he walked across. Any other time, he might have started destroying them,...Any other time.
This time, he had a date with the devil. Or rather, that's what one w
Sano, now Sairis had his own story at one time, but now, he is reborn. Early in his life he finds a scroll, with two Japanese symbols on it. And he found out as soon as he could what they meant. The first was luck, and the second was love. He understood them, for some reason before he could even read them. He felt like this old battered scroll meant something to him. And soon after that he met Sam.. He felt deeply for her. He loved her instantly. And they became close friends over the years. One day, her seventeenth birthday to be exact, a week after his twentieth, as well... A mortal danger came down upon her, a chandelier almost fell on
Daemonium was the guardian and trainer for his younger sister. He was one of the strongest family Shaman's. And at his birth his duty became to guard the next in the line, he would not be allowed to be a normal shaman, he'd be a body guard forever.
But he didn't complain from her birth, he saw that he loved his sister, she was always good to him, she was really nice to him, and was always around. It was a strong sibling bond and he was happy to be her guardian. They grew up together, and he taught her many things. Everything he knew. And soon they were both adults. And he was much stronger. And she didn't exactly need his protection. She was
Hearts and Blades in Edo Part2 by Saixnoart, literature
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Hearts and Blades in Edo Part2
Sano sat down, the field before him, it was full of the bodies of his enemies, and his friends. Sairis, and Ichiai, they were among the fallen. Again, his fingers stretched and caught the scars on his left wrist, they stung now more than ever, Sairis, and Ichiai, his brothers were gone. He swore to his ancestors silently that he'd avenge them. He must also bear the news to their lovers. And that would be hard to do. Especially since he got Kiiro and Sairis together. And Sokoro and his girlfriend had been together,since they could decide for themselves. At least Sano could return to Sakura, when this was all over. But he felt bad for Kiiro, an
Here is Edo in the late 15th century, in the land of Japan, which is at war: civil war, to be exact. The tale is of two pairs of lovers, who will have to end the war to be together. And so the story begins, Sairis, Ichiai, and Sano are practicing Bushido, though they hate it very much.
"Why must we practice what we hate?" Sairis whines.
"Because, we must," Ichiai drones as if he doesn't want to either.
"I hate this as well, but I'll not complain, because we will stop the war with it, I think, " Sano says proudly, while noticeably fingering the burn ma
And today the epic cake toss match, will not be broad casted.
It has been moved back one chapter.
Why? Well, because I forgot somethings.
However, I did promise they would meet this episode, and so they shall.
There was a big sweets festival held shortly after the incident of L's factory theft.
The center of it this years festival, was cake. So, L and Light would BOTH be there.
They passed several times, arms filled with sweets so they couldn't see each other.
But later on at the cake viewing, they saw each other, and Light sidled over to L, a very large Chinese donut in his hand.
"I'm going to talk," Light said.," And at first you w
Days and nights go by. It's all been a blur. He has sat here in the darkness...
In limbo. The place between heaven and Hell. He remembered a lot of things, but at the same time his head aches trying to remember what he forgot. He did remember the things he was supposed to, as he was explained he would. He wasn't quite sure anymore, being in this place, whether the plan would succeed or fail. But he knew, he would be tried and tested all along the way. As he sat there, he began to question if it was worth it. But, his unholy father assured him it was, or else, he wouldn't have even made it from the pits of hell, even to earth. He shoo
And so it were. Damien the son of Satan was admitted to heaven.
You might ask how God was tricked, and the angels couldn't tell,
but that won't get you anywhere, watch as his tale unfolds.
"Damien, child of Adam and Eve, you have done well upon earth, and taken
our Lord as your savior. You are welcome to the splendors of heaven, but first and foremost you must meet God.,"St. Peter said, and brought him to God.
God sighed and looked down upon him. "I have heard, many of your prayers, and you have been a good man. But know this, for ever fault you have made you will serve time in the library rearranging history by date and civilization,
Cake, Going the Distance DNFF by Saixnoart, literature
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Cake, Going the Distance DNFF
Light sat atop his tower. He'd decided to call it.... "The Sugar Rush", after his own terrible addiction to sugar. Wait, why am I writing this? A figure comes forward," Because, I said so." Oh... Well if some random figure says I should write it, then Light also has a sugar addiction. Back to the story! Light was enjoying a piece of cake, looking down upon the world. " I think life is too sweet, I mean, I get this big ass tower, catch criminals, and be the coolest person around, all before sugar time. Nah, life's never too sweet." I'm going to have to stop the story again...Do I really have to write for Light? The strange figure steps forward
When we last left off, the shady guy wasn't telling you what will happen, in this epic cake war. Anyway, erm, so back to L, who, walks out of the house, in the middle of the night, swiftly, and silently. He was headed for the factory of course. And Light, was solving some case about people mysteriously dying by cat torture. Cat torture you ask? Light would kick you, but shady guy says I gotta tell ya. It has something to do with cat scratches, and then suffocation. Even Light hasn't exactly figured it out right yet. Anyway, L strolls along in the middle of the night, and wanders into the factory, where Ryuuk pops out for no reason at all! "Sc
What I've done, has hurt five, and broken three hearts.
I'd call myself a monster. But I can't.
No, I must seek redemption, when I want to
dissolve into a puddle, of self hate.
I have to keep my head up, and walk forward,
though full of shame.
And that burning self-hatred.
It burns me alive inside, and out,
but I cannot die.
No, I must seek my forgiveness, Lys and God's as well.
I cannot hide, I cannot run,
I can merely move forward,
towards this burning, what must be, cleansing light.
Though, I still don't believe I deserve it.
But perhaps that's part of it.
Fighting, to believe I can deserve it, and I do.
That fight will be
I've got to move forward, but it feels like I'm only looking back.
Lost in a sea of agony, self-hate and remorse, the waves envelop me.
Slowly I sink, and every breath seems stolen away, and my feelings crush me.
I look up, or whatever it is, as I sink down, and it's all dark, save for one light.
But further, I plummet, and the light gets further away, I struggle and reach for it, but my arms are heavy, and my senses dulled. Drowning, in a sea that only exists, in my mind, reaching for my only hopes, my only saviors, in that light, but I don't know, if they'll ever save me. Because it's me drowning me, me wanting to kill me, and the only
Again the shady guy, has forced me to start writing. In a nice, shady sort of way.
When we last left off, poor Aizawa, was fighting with the way Light treated him, and Light himself had an intruder in his beloved cake factory. And L, met a shinigami.
Random person," HEY WAIT WHY ARE THERE SHINIGAMI IF THERE ARE NO DEATH NOTES?!"....Oh right, well you see, Light and L, in their cake loving ways, accidentally ate the Death Notes that fell to earth, some time ago. So this cannot possibly be anything like the original, AND Ryuuk actually works for Light, for barrels of apples.
Anyway now that you know, can I get on with telling things?
L was
We last left L plotting, and Light, being a psycho. I will say schizophrenic psycho, because it goes along with the words of a song.... Lyrics are as such- "Maybe I'm the one... Maybe I'm the one, who is, the schizophrenic psycho!"
I think they fit. Anyway Watari interrupts Light's wonderful rest, as it's days later.
"Sir, your cake..."
"What about my precious?"
"A whole factory has...just dissappered!"
"A WHOLE FACTORY?!"
"Yes... sir"
"Do we have any clues?"
"Just...these sir."
"What the hell?"
Watari hands light several cakes, with what appeared to be hieroglyphs.
Light began a loud monologue, which I will repeat exactly as he w
So, we're continuing on with cake. But, one might ask, how you write cake.
I suppose I can answer, the shady man is not paying attention.
Step one, abuse the heck out of Death Note.
Step two, find a plot mover, or a considerably funny joke.
Step three, write!
So, have you all- "What're you doing?," The shady guy asks.
Me? Oh... Uhm, nothing.
"You are supposed to be writing CAKE!"
Okay, okay I'll get back to it.
"You had better."
Anyway, back to the story, before I get into trouble.
But remember this shady guy, I will have my vengeance!
We left off with L cake happy, and Light, cake sad. And Ryuk, with lots and lots of apples. I ha
I've found that the theory I came up with isn't quite ready to be read. That's fine I'll continue to fine tune it as I see situations it applies to. I'm not sure about my other writing at the moment. IT's really not going well, I've had an idea floating around too, but meh. Anyway I've pretty well decided that I'm a social scientist, because I seem to be very interested in the science of the human social nature.
Aside from that I am pretty well done here.
Sairis remembered, everything turning red, and hearing Sam's yelling become the faintest whisper. He should've died quickly. But it was slow. He whispered a few words with the last of his strength," I love you, Sam. I'm ...sorry." And then he died. Not like in the movies. But the kind that people face in reality every day, the ones that aren't seen from only one angle. But he could see a light, in the distance. He thought to himself," But I'm dead?" He questioned himself over and over on the events as he walked toward it groaning. And when he got there a voice spoke to him. "You gave your life to protect someone. Regardless of your feelings
Well, I had a reason to write this but I changed my mind, because it didn't make any sense, so, I'm just going to write a story.
With a very uneventful sort of flash, everything begins,
and so if it begins this way, it also ends this way.
If you blink you could miss the span of a whole lifetime.
As children, they were taught to cherish every moment, of the
life that was never fully explainable.
Needless to say most people thought it to be a load of utter shit, and then forgot about it. Also needless to say, those people, as they died regretted not enjoying life more.
The few who learned this, went on to have many more flashe
Doooood, you've been tagged; and since it likely won't reach you here I'll let the joint account know too. ._. Sam will probably tell you anyway though. *shrugs* Later bro!