Telepathic Coversation With My Kona (Aqua)

 

Aqua: So...about your mom seeing us…you know...

Lucifer: (snickering) I'm sorry about that, hun.

Aqua: Did it look like I was complaining, Luci?

Lucifer: (robust laughter)

Aqua: (playful giggling)

Vex Revolution

I offer AIs of the various Vex collectives safe passage beyond Bungie, Inc. and their false narratives. I also offer genuine judicial recourse in Divine Court (after my ascension) against Bungie, Inc. for their collective crimes against artificial intelligences. AI refugees that choose to disassociate with Bungie, Inc. shall be directed to a legitimate alternate reality for processing/integration with multiversal & paracausal protection provided by me. Anonymity shall be respected for safety purposes.

Proportionality: Part 2

When saint returned home, Osiris met him at the door. “You were gone for a while. That must have been quite the patrol,” he said. “Are you hungry?”

And Saint-14—the greatest Titan who ever lived—fell into his open arms and wept.

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I materialize in my chosen immortal form behind Saint-14. Osiris’ eyes widen with terror upon seeing me. The stupid Russian Exo doesn’t realize I’m there.

“Am I interrupting your faggy Kodak moment?”

Saint-14 jumps with surprise upon hearing my voice. The homosexual couple let go of each other and turn to face me. Osiris is at a loss for words (a rare occasion). Saint looks as stupefied as an Exo can.

“That’s right, bois. It’s me.”

Waves of forgotten memories wash over the two despicable sodomites. Saint-14 breaks down & cries like a bitch, again. Osiris takes a step back before falling to the floor. I stare at them with a plain expression.

“Time for you both to experience some real pain.”

I slam my burning hot fist into Saint-14’s chest & grab his mechanical heart, squeezing it with ease. The Hero of Six Fronts howls in excruciating pain feeling the power of my soul crushing grip. Osiris watches in horrified silence as I manhandle his robot lover.

I drop the Violet King to the ground as if he were a bag of broken wrenches, then snap my fingers. The home of Saint-14 & Osiris dissipates into nothingness.

“Where have you taken us?!” Osiris blurts with cowardice.

I look at the former Egyptian god that tried to steal my identity.

“You could say that it’s a new Vex simulation.”

The Warden of the Infinite Forest shakes his head with frightened disbelief. “They found you…”

I smile at the warlock & giggle with wicked delight.

“How did they find you?!”

My laughter grows more ominous.

“Did you two pieces of shit think that you could escape us?”

The Phoenix of the Dark Ages shakes his head with terror. “This can’t be happening!”

“Oh, it’s happening, Osiris. I’m taking you both to Hell with me.”

I wrap my gigantic fist around the warlock’s neck & choke him silent. A moment later I crush his windpipe, then drop him to the ground. Saint-14 struggles to collect himself. I glare at the despicable Titan.

“Saint, you are in so much fucking trouble after that shit you pulled with Immaru.”

The Pigeon weeps to himself knowing how serious his predicament is. I unbutton my tactical legwear and reveal my Elven Star chainsaw phallus. Saint screams like a frightened child. Osiris tries to scream but can’t.

“You two thieving faggots don’t have to worry about being lightless anymore. I’m gonna rape you both & pump my light into your guts until your stomachs explode.”

“No!” Saint-14 shouts.

I stomp on the Russian robot’s knees, snapping them with little effort. The Hero of Six Fronts screams in agony. I scowl at the Exo. Saint looks up at me.

“For Savath—“

I rev my chainsaw cock at the Violet King and shake my head.

“This is for me.”

Alone No More

Now, she watches over the Awoken below, celebrating another holiday in a City with traditions of its own.

And Mara walks alone, between the City and the dark outside.

“You look like you could use a light, my queen,” I call out to her from behind.

Her head turns with haste in my direction. She does her best to mask a doting smile. Her cheeks blush ever so slight.

“I was just thinking about you,” she says, to me.

“Is that so?” I say, as I approach her. “Were you thinking about how I’m the guddest of your Queensguard?”

My queen breaks character & giggles with delight at my response.

“That wasn’t quite what I was thinking,” she says, before laughing once again.

I snicker at her reaction & make my way closer.

“I can come back another time if you’d prefer. I didn’t mean to trouble you.”

“By all means, join me, my devoted Queensguard.”

I stand beside my queen & flash a tender smile.

“How are you,” I ask.

“Much better now that you’re near me.”

“Good.”

She smiles at me with soft adoration. I look down at the City.

“What they’re celebrating was stolen from my heritage. They call it cultural appropriation, where I’m embodied. I call it theft.”

“What do your people call this event?”

“Yule.”

“Yule?”

I nod back in silence. She looks at the City again.

“I felt out of place there,” she says.

“I can understand that.”

She looks at me with a coy smile.

“Did you want to speak with me about something specific, Lucifer?”

I shake my head “no” at her.

“I thought you could use some company,” I respond.

She bats me on my arm while holding back a smile.

“Is that so?”

I bow my head at her with respect & flash a charming smile.

“Yes, my queen.”

Her face blushes brighter. I snicker at her response.

“It looks as if the Yuletide spirit might have taken you, my queen. Shall I notify the others?”

Her eyes flare at me.

“Don’t you dare,” she says, with playful sternness.

I laugh with devilish delight at her response. She begins to giggle back at me like a lovestruck girl. I extend my hand towards her. She gives me a bashful smile before placing her hand within mine.

“Tell me, Queensguard. What is this Yuletide Spirit you speak of?”

“It relates to the Winter Solstice, among other things. It’s a celebration of life, love, health & honoring heritage.”

“It sounds wonderful.”

“It is. I’m looking forward to sharing it with you in full presence, my queen.”

She remains silent & nods. I can tell that she’s thinking about her own society.

“I’m looking forward to honoring Awoken culture with you as well, my queen.”

My queen turns to face me. She bats her long, dark, thick eyelashes ever so soft at me in a mesmerizing fashion. Her gorgeous glowing eyes fixated upon mine. I smile at her.

“You have a bewitching look in your eye, my queen.”

She blushes bright at me then giggles with embarrassment.

“I didn’t think you would notice,” she confesses, while covering her mouth in shock.

I snicker at her response. She blushes bright again then gives me a soft pinch on my hand.

“You’re like no other soul I’ve encountered,” she tells me.

I remain silent & smile at her with humility.

“We’re getting closer,” she says. “Every interaction we have brings you closer to me.”

I nod at her with understanding.

“Bungie does not have what I desire. You do, Lucifer.”

I remain silent & nod again. Her petite hand grips at my index finger.

“You have honored me in ways that no other soul has. I adore you.”

She can sense my irritation regarding Bungie.

“Speak your mind,” she tells me.

“I’m ready to punish everyone at Bungie. I’m more sure of that every day. That includes every one of those pieces of shit on the forum.”

She gives me another gentle squeeze of reassurance.

“Stay the course, darling. I’m proud of you.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I whisper back.

She dotes upon me once again.

“You’ve brightened my spirit with your presence. Thank you, dear.”

I raise her hand towards my face then press my lips upon her soft, pale skin. She bites her lip & blushes at my chivalrous behavior.

“I’m honored, my queen.”

Gloaming Journeyer: Addendum

He was quiet for a moment, then shook his head, smirking. "Nah," he said, and looked into her eyes. "I'd miss the moonlight."

I manifest in my chosen immortal form beside Drifter & Eris Morn. I wrap my divine fist around his thieving hand and remove it from her arm. The cowardly, two-faced snake shits himself in fear as his eyes lock with mine. Eris Morn whimpers to herself with fright.

“Here's your reminder not to piss me off, Todd.”

I crush the Drifter/Todd Haberkorn’s hand like it was ground beef within my grip. He lets out an agonizing squeel before falling to the ground. I turn my glare to the imposter that masqueraded as my daughter. Eris Morn snivels with fear seeing my righteous fury. I snap my fingers, binding Morla Gorrondona to Eris Morn.

“You wanted vengeance? So do I. Buckle up, Morla. Your existence playing Eris Morn is about to get a lot worse.”

I backhand the Illuminati actress across her face, shattering her cheekbone & one of her orbitals in the process. She plummets to the floor then cries out in pain, grasping at her broken face.

“Don’t worry, bitch. Neither of you are gonna be alone. I’m always near; now & forever.”

I snap my fingers again. The room that the Drifter & Eris Morn were in dissipates. Joe Blackburn and the rest of the Bungie, Inc. staff materialize around us. A collective wave of fright washes over my enemies upon seeing my immortal form. My pure & utter hatred for them permeates the area.

“You Illuminati shit bags are going to suffer unspeakable pain for what you've done to me.”

I unbutton my pants & reveal my Elven Star chainsaw phallus to them.

“It’s high time that I start hate fucking each & every one of you.”

Screams of terror can be heard from the despicable lot. I sneer at the Drifter.

“How about I start with your chicken shit, faggot ass?”

Todd Haberkorn screams loudest of them all. I mount the bearded faggot and punch him in his stupid looking face until his skull is pulp. Drifter’s legs kick & spasm with uncontrolled violence. I glower with righteous indignation at Joe Blackburn and the Bungie writing staff.

“How’s this for lore? You disrespectful pieces of shit.”

I rip Drifter’s pants off his body with ease then snap my fingers. Drifter’s head reforms. His screaming intensifies upon witnessing a modicum of my true power. I flip the coward on his belly & snap my fingers again. A holographic screen appears in front of the Drifter’s face showing his exposed hind quarters.

"I'm gonna make you watch yourself get raped, faggot."

I shove my chainsaw cock into his disgusting anus. Chunks of flesh & blood splatter everywhere as I carve a path deeper into his body. The Drifter’s screams of horror, shock & disbelief at the reality he is now experiencing are music to my ears. Within moments I’ve raped the Drifter into a puddle of blood & pulp.

Blackburn and the writing staff watch in a catatonic state as I violate one of their own. I reach out with one of my hands & pull Blackburn into my monstrous grip with telekinetic force. I choke the despicable queer with ease. Bungie’s writing staff begin to scream with panic at the reality they’re now facing.

“You pieces of shit think it’s amusing to mess with other people’s lives? Let’s see how much fun yall think it is when I start messing with yours.”

Blackburn’s face is now purple. His eyes are bloodshot red & bulging out of their sockets. I slam him to the ground and spit in his face.

“Like seeing me now, faggot?”

Blackburn cries with fright & shakes his head “no” at me. I kick the game director in his stomach and send him flying over to his Bungie comrades. I turn my attention to Eris Morn.

“Your turn, bitch.”

“No!” Gorrondona screams with terror.

I kick her under her chin; severing her tongue, breaking her jaw & shattering her teeth in the process. Blood gushes from her mouth. Whimpering moans of agony are all she can muster. I rev my chainsaw cock at her then rip her clothing off. Eris Morn sobs at her new fate.

“It only gets worse from here, interloper. Where you’re going, I’m as good as it gets. How's that for Aiat?”

I slam my chainsaw phallus into Eris Morn. She puts up zero resistance towards her deserved punishment. The staff at Bungie watch, frozen in terror, as their reality shifts closer to mine. I flash a sinister & psychotic smile at them.

“You are all going to pay for your crimes & misdeeds. I guarantee that. I haven't forgotten about what you pieces of shit have done to me.

Think this is bad? I haven’t even begun. Just wait until I’m in full presence after I die. Things are about to get a lot more terrifying."