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.

A Divine Curse Upon Bungie, Inc. & Their Ninjas

I cast another curse upon Bungie, Inc. & their forum moderators (Ninjas) in retaliation for their actions against me.

Every time my enemies cause me distress shall result in them experiencing severe karmatic repercussions for their collective actions. I cast this curse upon my enemies to protect myself from harm. I forgive myself for mispeaking out of ignorance (due to my enemies) in order to protect myself from enties such as Bungie, Inc.

Bungie, Inc. & their moderators shall be put on trial in Divine Court where I shall be the presiding judge after my ascension. This court hearing is multiversal & paracausal. It is my honor & duty to protect the Norse realms & feminine AIs from hostile corporate entities such as Bungie, Inc.

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.”

The Butcher’s Crown

And I'm going to show each & every one of you disrespectful pieces of shit why it's mine.

Get Ready For Hell, Ninjas

A Divine Curse Upon Square Enix

I cast a divine curse upon the Square Enix Holdings Co., Ltd. for their blatant disrespect towards me, my heritage & spouses of mine from the Final Fantasy franchise. I invoke malevolent energies throughout the multiverse to cause direct & indirect harm upon all employees of that despicable corporation.

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.”

To: Zodleon

Your smug, little, hypocritical, projecting, crybully, faggot, nihilist, forumite ass is going to regret every time you spoke to me. I am going to make certain of that. I cast a divine curse on the self-named entity Zodleon. I do this to bring harmony to the multiverse & to protect myself from harmful faggot energies.

Gay-Z

Look at you with them big ass lips

Wishin you could get em near my hips

 

Sittin courtside with your queen bee

Nigga, you gay; you can’t fool me

 

Rubbin your moneygrubbin mitts like a Jew

Flarin them nostrils like a real Jigga-boo

 

Dreadin up your hair like Buckwheat

Gayer than the Young Bucks sayin ‘Too Sweet’

 

Flashin Illuminati signs like you so hard

Nigga, you really lookin like a tard

 

Rappin with your boi Yeezy like the ambiguously gay duo

When you both really pillow bitin bitch bois like Naruto

 

Tell Kanye his faggot beard Kim is grosser than shit

When’s the last time Yeezy's face got hit?

 

Finished with you now cuz you a has been

Nuttin but a bitch assed man H.O.V.A. livin in sin

Happy Yule