[MV] The Super Wizard From Space #58: Kilo Yuga, part 4

[Drew Perron]

On 6/16/2016 2:44 PM, wilalambre at gmail.com wrote:
> # THE SUPER WIZARD FROM SPACE # 58
>
> "If you cannot see these as the curses they are, then you are best deserved of
> them."

Mmmmmmf. I've been away from Super Wizard for *too long*.

> As the Schrivener super-wizard brought the Cosmic Crown to his brow, it seemed
> to gain... weight. It didn't feel _heavier_ in his hands, as he wasn't even
> holding it (it hovered above his palms, and he more _directed_ it than handled
> it). But the higher he raised it, the more... _ponderous_ it became. Moving it
> was a war with some immense foreign gravity, greater than any star, than any
> black hole.

Ohhhhhhh. :D SO COOL

> "It's... there's.... so _much_! Unbridled potentials! Alternate possibilities! A
> whole other universe, with its own suns and its own stories.

YES!!!

> The Schrivener didn't respond. He was stunned, unsure of where he was.  Slowly,
> his brow furrowed and a frown split his face. He glared at everyone around him,
> like they were small and far away. Then, without a word, he drew his power
> within and launched into the night sky. In seconds, he was out into space, and gone.

aaaaaaaaaaa. so cool SO COOL

> "To Genovefa, I would assume?" he replied with a shrug. "_'The pheasant cries,
> as if it just noticed the mountain.'_ You said Queen Buzz was in this very star
> system. If she's truly that closed, he could not resist."
>
> "Resist? Resist what?"
>
> "The Tournament, naturally. The crowns enforce the rules, and he is compelled to
> obey."

ohhh. Indeed. :o So many stories, and they loop around and encircle yours.

> Brody broke out laughing. It was stuttered and it cut often with sickly coughs,
> but it was a loud, ecstatic laugh. Andy couldn't help but smile. It was a good
> sign. The long isolation hadn't driven the humour from his brother.

awwwwwwww. <3 <3 <3

> "Enough! Quiet! Both of you!" the Stringer shouted. "You have _no idea_ what
> you're talking about. You're a species frozen in time. For all your studies,
> your training, your temples, your traditions, your supposedly wondrous martial
> art... what's it all been for? What has it benefitted you? Nothing! Just that!
> All your accomplishments are in your distant past. And worse of all, you see
> _nobility_ in your stagnation! What you praise as a 'balance' is nothing more
> than _malaise_!

It's fascinating how Kirk-esque this is.

> "What is space-greed? A virus? A cancer? Do you even know? Of course not!
> Brainless animals that you are! You accept what you're told because you are told
> so by your _betters_. And that is what we _are_. We are your _betters_. And we
> are so because we worked to become so! We made ourselves this way!

Jeez, looks like you're also infected by space-privilege and space-entitlement.

> "Space-greed isn't a disease. _It is a drug_. A powerful narcotic that, through
> careful research and observation, we've learned to safely medicate ourselves
> with.

Spoken like a true addict.

> "And what's it cost us? Only the moral scrutiny of our so-called peers. Like the
> Red Hand and their bleeding-heart crusading. Or a batch of rusting robots and
> their rotting religion. Some nihilistic ghosts and their dead teacher. A few
> small-minded monks and their diminishing luminaries. All of you, dripping with
> jealousy! All waiting for the chance to take from us what is rightly ours!"
>
> "As I said. Madness." Brody said with great disappointment.

Space-greed destroys space-self-awareness.

> "You're mistaken, Stringer," Andy said with calm deliberateness, each word a
> microscopic meditation. His awareness focused like a laser, his mind ascended
> into the white-hot ends of infra-zen. The world around him became like rice
> paper outside the infinite mass of his consciousness.  "If you'd truly paid
> attention, you would know of one thing I've want _very_ much..."

<a really very good fight sequence>

> Andy put a knee in the crook of the Stringer's back and wrapped both arms around
> his head. "...and now I finally know. Thank you."
>
> And with a wrench, he broke the Stringer's neck.

Whew. <3 Intense!

Drew "as this series consistently is" Perron