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Rainbows cant save you now.
As the world was crumbling, the forces of nature made one last ditch effort to stop the growing corruption. The tree of harmony, the physical representation of all that was opposed to chaos, the ying to its yang, the keeper of order and balance, rebelled against the corruption. Its powers, that had for so long keep the everfree forest in check, and whose nature it was to be a counter weight to the harmfull tides of bedlam and dissharmony that might threathen this world.
It had once been used to banish Cosmos from this world, it’s magic among those who shatered her, and locked her in the stars.
Those very stars now proudly adored her chest. A middle finger to the forces that resist her, a show of how their magics has failed them. The locks that had kept her from this world had fallen from the heavens, and become reunited once again. Bound in the flesh of this world, she had now become part of it. And was now the ancor point that alowed her to be once more.
Those stars took the brunt force of the harmony, as its energies lashed out against her. Laughing with the sound of a thousand singed corpses as the rainbow beams burned a hole in her chest.
It tickled. For it could not banish her. Once when Cosmos was only a creature of chaos, she had been weak to the trees cleansing powers, but now she was so much more. She was the world, and every living creature in it. She was the ones who had once wielded the trees powers, its champions and protectors. And by trying to burn her away now, the tree would burn away parts of this world, And that was against its nature.
As the world was crumbling, the forces of nature made one last ditch effort to stop the growing corruption. The tree of harmony, the physical representation of all that was opposed to chaos, the ying to its yang, the keeper of order and balance, rebelled against the corruption. Its powers, that had for so long keep the everfree forest in check, and whose nature it was to be a counter weight to the harmfull tides of bedlam and dissharmony that might threathen this world.
It had once been used to banish Cosmos from this world, it’s magic among those who shatered her, and locked her in the stars.
Those very stars now proudly adored her chest. A middle finger to the forces that resist her, a show of how their magics has failed them. The locks that had kept her from this world had fallen from the heavens, and become reunited once again. Bound in the flesh of this world, she had now become part of it. And was now the ancor point that alowed her to be once more.
Those stars took the brunt force of the harmony, as its energies lashed out against her. Laughing with the sound of a thousand singed corpses as the rainbow beams burned a hole in her chest.
It tickled. For it could not banish her. Once when Cosmos was only a creature of chaos, she had been weak to the trees cleansing powers, but now she was so much more. She was the world, and every living creature in it. She was the ones who had once wielded the trees powers, its champions and protectors. And by trying to burn her away now, the tree would burn away parts of this world, And that was against its nature.
Sure, I think she could be whatever she wants to be. The idea that she merely stays foccused on a continuous consumption of everything in it of itself is repetitive and orderly. Something thag chaos and even malice as a whole do not abide by.
The fact she hasnt decoded to do something completely dufferent or contrary to what she is doing now still baffles me. She needs to be more unpredictable in her actions regardless of all the influences she has in her metaphorical belt.
It would seem bizarre yez but such would be the nature of chaos.
Did you ever think Cosmos would be about anything else?
That just sounds wrong…period
Cosmos: “Good, feed me your hate. The harder you resist, the more fun it gets.”
Edited
Well there is that, and you can’t tickle your muscle bulgy wulgy love apocalyptic trip session long enough with only so few pages, Thou needs to stretch it out painfully in order for you to enjoy this acid trip.
Otherwise i am with @FanOfMostEverything on this one mate. Shoot you may as well scrap these pointless rant style descriptions and just dedicate urself to printing out more pages of this freak show.
Edited
Slow down cowboy - you can’t expect the whole world to be consumed in a single day.
(and with that attitude it’s only gonna take longer.)