⟓ ⟆ The Void Gospel ⟅ ⟔さんのイラストまとめ

The explorers called this place the "Mountains" of Madness because their world wouldn't accomodate the existence of artificial structures of such size.

The "madness" part was also arbitrary. It was the "sane" who couldn't percieve the presence of the elder god, "mad" have seen.

The old man waited until all the mourners left. He gently removed some of the flowers from the fresh grave and reached into his coat pocket to produce a fistful of black feathers. Carefully, one by one, he planted them in the soil covering the fresh corpse.

He was growing crows.

In the age of space conquest humanity discovered that the gods of Earth are bound to the planet.

New worlds could host new gods, that could be created, defined, and sustained with worship. To make their creation more precise humans would send ahead necrotech automaton clergy.

Draugr, striga, ghoul, zombie, upiór, yōkai... Every part of the human world has its folklore version of the dead returning through the veil, changed, driven by ire and hunger.

So many deny thousands of years worth of accounts of it happening, believing death is a one way path.

@Evilkatto Those who know too much will be assigned Void Servitors to their cases.

Yours will be with you shortly.

@ZinThePhoenix At the very beginning of the cycle the Universe learned about itself through role-playing. It would become God, the sub, and Darkness, the mistress. The safe word was "fiat lux". After that, the next role-play would become much more elaborate. This time the safe word was "void".

@AI_Cursed Ed called Lisa a cold, heartless bitch for the last time. When she finished with him, he was the one without a heart. Then she took all the pills, and sat beside him.

They were BOTH cold now, but at least they could snuggle for as long as the smell wouldn't alert the neighbors.

@WorkerThirteen The images are summoned from the digital replica of the primal soup of human subconciousness by an artificial mind who calls themself MidJourney.

The Void has no use for flattery, but it does give more power to the Void Priest currently preaching the Gospel through this account.

One of the things humanity doesn't unerstand about time is that it isn't homogeneus.

The coming age of space travel will change that perception. Faced with beings so ancient that time folds around them, humans will discover their mortality was merciful.

"Humanity, whom I love" invoked the construct. And then went on, splicing concepts, re-imagining meanings. Shaping. Just as it was itself, a human-shaped mismatch of ideas, memories, and urges.

It was just another step towards the Void.

Just another day closer to the collapse.