The Corridor...

[Rionx]

We hid in the forest, in a spot where we could see the sea.
“Does it make them kill the children?” I asked
“No.” Giorgio answered “It needs to feed on living things.”
We had brought the spikes with us, but I wasn’t sure we were meant to use them today. There was an unnatural movement below the surface.
“There it is.” He said. The beast began to shake off the water that held him prisoner. It was too horrible to describe teeth and fins blurred in space. There was an unnatural aura around it, as if it didn’t belong in this ‘normal’ dimension of space, or time, or even-reality.
“It doesn’t belong here.” I said
“It’s too large, like a giant with It’s foot stuck in your front door.”
“And it has no eyes.”
Giorgio took aim and sank a spike into its’ immense forehead. It disappeared again below the waves. We sat on the beach for awhile but saw no sign of it.
Last I heard, the dragon has made another appearance but this time it was weaker. Giorgio captured it and dragged it into the city where he destroyed it in front of the Sauhjnodin people. Now there is peace in their city…

 

[Parasyte]

Believe,... whatever you want to believe...

There was running water filled with the sound of the wind blowing from an artificial wind machine in the corner…
The Parasyte set the tome down, In time to see RIONX walking toward him.
He looked a little more human today. “How’s life?” Rionx asked him. “You tell me.” Said the Parasyte. “Jinto.” Rionx answered



If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster. - Isaac Asmov

“Every human encounter is a singular occasion which can, and will, never recur again exactly.” -K.A.T

Legend tells us that in a lake in Lybia lived a dragon that the local people worshipped as a deity. Many children were sacrificed to appease the dragon. When it came time for the daughter of the king, Saint George appeared on a horse. George arrived at the moment when the dragon was about to swallow the king’s daughter, princess Sabra. With words: “In the name of The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit,” St. George drew his lance and knocked the dragon to the ground. His horse then trampled the dragon with its hoofs. Saint George commanded the princess to lead the dragon on a leash through the streets of the town, just as one would lead a tame animal. The king, queen and towns people witnessed this event from a distance. –K.A.T

 

[LittleMewKitty]

"One day about sunset, Zhuangzi dozed off and dreamed he turned into a butterfly. He flapped his wings, and sue enough he was a butterfly...What a joyful feeling as he fluttered about, he completely forgot that he was Zhuangzi. Soon though, he realized that that proud butterfly was really Zhuangzi who dreamed he was a butterfly, or was it a butterfly who dreamed he was Zhuangzi! Maybe Zhuangzi was the butterfly, and maybe the butterfly was Zhuangzi?"

 

[Rionx]

A thousand words, just one point: Fig. A

The cold metal of their prehensile appendages pinched his skin and pulled his hair as they carried him through the dark passage. His dark eyes glazed over in pain. He used to be able to walk by himself, but even that small bit of free will had been taken away. Their coal burning engines, which served no purpose, as they were powered by electricity and hatred, caused their foul smell. The contrivances seemed intent on forcing him to follow their path; their masters were forging a grove across the wax of existence that removed all sense of individuality, that removed all texture from that which was separate. They hoped for duality so that they could destroy that which was not their self and are left with the oneness of themselves. They abhorred words like, insight, conciouseternalflux, nonillusionalstreamsoflight, and free will… or so it seemed to Rionx as they carried him deeper and deeper down that dark passage. The Order of the Spiral had formed before there were people to know what time was. In the depths of space they were all that Ikikki was not. They remained separate and temporary in their existence, they were the NCH’s’ and were void, until the Ozyrons were brought into being. Into being came its’ desire to extinguish these beings of eternal life. They were the first parasytes and taught the parasytes that followed to be exactly as them, this was their definition of order. The Ozyrons lived a life oblivious to these nonbeings. They were happy, and sometimes sad. They lived every moment of their lives, and rarely slept. All that could make an Ozyron happy was there; in fact the other Ozyrons were always there. There was no loneliness or despair. They lived with eternal youth and beauty. They never stopped asking questions and wondered at everything. The Order of the Spiral could not bear this kind of existence. The Order never realized that they could live this way too if only they hadn’t tried so hard to be like the one before like the one before had in its’ attempt to be like the one before. They began to feed on the Ozyrons life force… and the first Ozyron died. They had never experienced death and could not comprehend it. They invented stories to explain this phenomenon. Some of them believed the Ozyron had chosen to die as a reward, others believed the Ozyron was evil and this was its’ punishment. There was no truly collective answer, as the Ozyrons had not changed, they had just begun to die. As time passed the Ozyrons came to accept death as the inevitable consequence of life. They continued to live in oblivion of the dark order, until today, when a door in a certain corridor had led an unsuspecting Ozyron right to the Order of the Spiral. The room was caked in rust and a brownish light glowed dimly from behind the square metal pillars. The automatons dropped Rionx in the center of a broken circle. There was an empty rusted throne that towered above him. Rionx felt that whatever sat on this throne must be huge. He was left alone and the heavy doors slammed shut. He remained in this room cut off from everything, totally alone and separate. He screamed till he couldn’t scream anymore, He studied the architecture of the room and assigned math equations for all of its’ forms. He tried to pull the doors open over and over again. He fell asleep. There was the sound of heavy metal scraping, as the wall behind him opened itself. Rionx opened his eyes. There was something else in the room. It was big and was moving around. But it was too big to be silent and shook the floor with every step. It seemed to have three talons on each of its’ large feet. It had more muscles, bulging from beneath its’ grayish-yellow skin, than could be used. It had huge wings that had been torn and scorched, and could not possibly carry its’ weight. It smelled like opium and dark red wines. Its’ eyes glowed purple and locked on the small creature below it. ”You destroyed my Dragun.” It seethed. “No,” Rionx countered “It destroyed itself.”

 

[Rionx]

A thousand words, one point Fig. B

I am a cat; as of yet I have no name and cannot tell you where I was born because I have no idea. I was miaowing in a dampish dark place when, for the first time I saw a human being. It had a tuft of black fur atop its’ otherwise bald head. I felt this strange pinkish creature lift me from the floor and look into my eyes with his dark circles. Although his eyes and fur have changed colors many times and he has grown larger and smaller, he still lifts me up from the floor from time to time to look into my eyes… Or at least he did. You see he disappeared not long ago. We were playing on this plane filled with tall green stuff and fuzzy yellow explosions of fluff. There appeared this grey door and he disappeared through it. I tried to follow him but the door did not lead to him, it led me someplace altogether. A garden filled with large flat rocks and red petals. There is this path scattered with pebbles, twigs, and white sand; this is the path I find myself following. There is a pond on this path, were a juicy fish is swimming, still, I am not hungry enough to splash into the water and mess up my fur. I wrinkled my nose at the fish for a moment longer before moving on. There was this flower whose petals would fall skyward fluttering brightly in the breeze before landing on my nose. This petal had eyes and peered down into my mine. “Hello?” I nerued at him. “Hi.” He buzzed neatly at me. “What are you?” I meayd. “I am a butterfly.” He ticked accordionly. “Goodbye.” I Murrid. “Goodbye.” He fluttered off key, and flew away. I stopped to clean my nose. It would be fun to be a butterfly… Butterflies are free.

“LOOK HOBBES, I GOT A PAINT-BY-NUMBERS KIT! IT’S REALLY FUN.”- Calvin
“BUT YOU’RE NOT PAINTING IN THE LINES AND YOU’RE NOT USING THE COLORS THAT CORRESPOND TO THE NUMBERS.”- Hobbes
“IF I DID THAT, I’D GET THE PICTURE THEY SHOW ON THE BOX!”- Calvin

 

[Rionx]

A Thousand words, One point: Fig. C

“We feel as though you have had free will entirely too long…” Kaos (pronounced Cow-sss) s’ voice rumbled and hissed like liquid fire pouring over mountains of rock. “Look what you’ve done with it.” “All I have done with it is explored the worlds in my tiny section of the universe.” “Yes, maybe, but there’s that other thing…” it couldn’t say it. “Ikikki.” I said, Its’ eyes snapped shut like I’d stuck a burning poker into them. It slammed one of its’ massive clenched fists on the arm of the throne. It looked as though words were going to spew from Its’ mouth, but let its’ anger subside only to be washed away by Its’ own burning malevolence. “Your time has come, you cannot be trusted to think for yourself, If I allow this you may…” “Follow my heart.” I finished. “You are no different than the rest of the Ozyrons…” It said. “Than why do you fear me?” I asked, “…You will die too. You will be a small meal devoured by a dog. Fed to the smallest of my pets...”
“Kaos you have no power over me. You are but a meaningless shadow out of the corner of my eye. All the parts of myself that I did not chose to acknowledge you tried to take, but you failed again and again. I hear your lies everyday, and every day I know that they are lies. I can’t continue to let you exist, by playing this game anymore. I am myself, and you are not.” Kaos tried to speak again but I had forgotten Its language, and I could no longer see it. I was not present with Kaos anymore. I was in a garden filled with large flat rocks and red petals, With dark green trees and multi-colored mushrooms. There was a pond with fish in it and white sands. I heard a kittens’ voice behind me; it was Butterfly my old companion. I smiled and picked him up, just to look into his eyes. Then we fell asleep and had many dreams.

 

[LittleMewKitty]

Meghan's story continues...

"Ah...So that is how it is." Ransom said putting down his teacup, "I think that I may be able to help you."
Meghan jumped up, "Really!? Do you mean it?"
"Yes, yes...Now, finish up your cake and I'll get you some things for you travels..." The short man moved away from the table and began to gather things to put into a sack for the girl.
Meghan was so relieved. After all this time she was finally getting somewhere. Now I can find 'ki'. She thought smiling as she licked the cake from her fingers. Meghan got up from her seat and moved to where Ransom was. "Are you ready?" He asked her. Meghan nodded in reply, "More than ever!" The blue magician handed her the little sack, "Now follow me." Meghan followed him to a small elevator, "This will take us to what you seek." He said. They boarded the elevator and began to descend. After what seemed forever, Meghan finally asked, "Where is this taking us?"
"To the other side of the moon, my dear." He replied, "That is where you can find the innocent dreams of children...And perhaps some lost dreams as well." The elevator finally stopped. "Now, here you go!" The man said as he pushed Meghan out of the elevator. She began to fall into darkness. "Do not worry!" He yelled after her, "I have given you something helpful, just use it!" Meghan did not understand, but suddenly she stopped falling. She began to drift slowly down through the abyss. What is this? She could not see anything. Then, she saw light at the bottom (or is it the top?) of the darkness. The light illuminated all around and she felt that something else was there. There was! Wings!? Is there an angel here? But that was not it. After looking around, she finally realized that the wings were part of her own body and began to cry. How amazing it was to be able to fly! As she reached closer and closer to the other side, Meghan noticed movement on the ground above. Meghan flew outside of the dark cavern and saw that there were children playing on the surface of the moon. She flew above them, looking for some sign that would lead her to 'ki'. Far away from the children, Meghan saw an area much darker than the rest. In the mist of the shadows was a lone child. Meghan felt drawn to this area and flew towards it. Closing in to the child, Meghan's feet touched the ground and her wings disappeared. She walked slowly towards the child and realized it was weeping. "What is wrong?" She asked as she approached the young boy.
"I am all alone and do not know who I am." He replied...

 

[Rionx]

Ring of Wvern

The garden of flat rocks and red petals was nourshed by magic, but there was no magic there; one always felt as though there could be magic but there was no need. Rionx and Butterfly played in the sunshine, rolling in the grass, splashing in the pond... well, mabye not splashing in the pond. They played until they were exausted, and lay deep in the grass staring off. But as a fish returns to the water and a fishstick to the freezer... Beings of magic and light must return to their work.
The librarian came around the end of the stack and glanced about. "Hmmm." He mumbled to himself "A garden, don't think I've ever been down this row before." He didn't realize the Cat and his boy had created the garden during their fun making. "I need your help again." The librarian said. "Another world in peril?" Rionx asked. "No, just one life." The eyeglassed man peered at him, "You must go to the castle of a thousand towers." "Parasytes." Rionx mumbled under his breath. "You have earned this however." The keeper of books handed him a ring, He looked it over. There was a carving of a dragon, with huge wings and a long stinging tail, on it. "It is the Ring of Wvern, the wearer can summon a wvern to return them here to this garden." Rionx ate a grapefruit, said goodbye to Butterfly, and headed for the corridor...

One can never truly own that which he has not given away- C.S.L

 

[LittleMewKitty]

the legend of the machines [watashi wa roboto desu]

"Once upon a time on Tralfamadore there were creatures who weren't anything like machines. They weren't dependable. They weren't efficent. They weren't predictable. They weren't durable. And these poor creatures were obsessed by the idea that everything that existed had to have a purpose, and that some purposes were higher than others.
These creatures spent most of their time trying to find out what their purpose was. And every time they found out what seemed to be a purpose of themselves, the purpose semmed to so low that the creatures were filled with digust and shame.
And, rather than serve such a low purpose, the creatures would make a machine to serve it. This left the creatures free to serve higher purposes. But whenever they found a higher purpose, the purpose was not high enough.
So machines were made to serve higher purposes, too.
And the machines did everything so expertly that they were finally given the job of finding out what the higher purpose of the creatures could be.
The machines reported in all honesty that the creatures couldn't really be said to have a purpose at all.
The creatures there upon began slaying each other, because they hated purposeless things above all else.
And they discovered that they weren't very good at slaying. So they turned that job over to the machines, too. And the machines finished up the job in less time than it takes to say. 'Tralfamadore.'"
-k.v. "t.s.o.t."

 

[Rionx]

The Five point palm exploding heart technique

Prevously: The time came for Rionx to go back to work, but before he left he’d received a wvern ring. This device when worn could transport him back to the garden of red petals.
It was getting dark when Rionx found the castle. There were thousands of towers filling the sky behind its’ gate. One lone guard stood at its’ entrance, His job was not to protect It’s entrance, rather it was his job to keep those who did not wish to go inside out. “Hello.” Said Rionx. The faceless guard peered through his armor at him. “May I enter?” asked Rionx. “Only If you’re ready.” The metal apparition hummed. “I am.” Said the boy. “Then take this.” And the guard handed him a small blue crystal with a faint light inside. The iron and wood door creaked slowly open, then slammed shut behind Rionx. He looked at the blue crystal for a moment then it disappeared into a fold of his robe. There was a long hallway filled with windows that led into rooms where moments of life played out. Moments, devoid of texture, no history or future, no scenery, just whiteness. Just whiteness and the people caught in these moments. You couldn’t hear their voices only the emotions on their faces and bodies, unless you paused. When you wavered for a moment you could hear the voices and then see and feel the textures, soon you were wrapped in the bodies and thoughts of these people you had lived their whole life and remembered everything they remembered. You would pull and scream for a moment trying to free yourself from this utter disembodiment and terror of this other life lived (A story which I will not tell here)... Until the tendriled embrace unwrapped itself from your mind and spinal column, and sucked itself back into its’ own existence. Then you are near the ground with your hands touching cold marble, and you find that once again you are Rionx, providing that is who you were to begin with. Now you are changing your systematic view to look away from this food for the parasytes. You continue down this passage, staring at the floor, to find the one you came here to find.


There’s also a chance, if all goes well, I’ll be able to get you back to the place that you came from. – A’trus, son of Ghen(who was banished to the abyss between the worlds, just before I left RIVEN and that world destroyed itself…meaning that “all went well.”)

Merry X-Mas From Rhyonicks !

 

[Rionx]

‘Groink’ I smashed into her into the hall of memories, there was a girl looking at me with eyes, human eyes. Most of the girls I encountered in this hall were not human; they were the shadows of humans that once lived. “Who are you?” “I am…I don’t remember.” She said. It was probably all the crystals she carried. “I am RIONX,” I said, but that meant nothing to her. The tendrils reached so far into her mind that I could not sway their influence. It was many years that I sat there on the floor waiting for that look of familiarity in her eyes. “Why can’t I free you from this place?” I asked.

On the bitter streets where many a misanthropic debutante is shunned and a transient knave is brutished by his fellow. A Lone traveler moves toward us, His eyes glitter like sawdust in a coal mine as he relives the events of the last few days.
She had been punished for some apathetic crime, placed in the hall of memories. And. Here her doom had become that of reliving moments of lives not her own. These memories were then trapped inside small crystals which she had to carry until the day the parasytes would summon her. But. On that day she would not be there. Rionx had traded a ride out of the ‘castle of a thousand towers’ for a sack of memory crystals, and taken its’ magical wake. Rionx placed the ‘ ring of the wvern’ on his finger summoning the beast. The large winged stinging creature arrived; it had been having a meal of skarpys. “I have come to take you to the garden (the place where the ring had been given to him.)”
“No, I need you to take this girl from this plane, to wherever she wishes to go… in exchange you may eat this ring and assume your natural form.”
“Where will I go?”
“Here this will help.” Rionx hands here, the blue crystal around his neck, to her. She looks at him with a question.
“I believe these are yours… because you no longer wish to be inside out.”
The survivors in this world have moved from the bitter streets,
Below ground each to spend a lifetime perfecting his art. The group of artisans
Rionx had come to seek were called The Pernaits, they were essentially a group of extradimensional grafitti artist. Their pale skin illuminated only by the glow of their readouts. Readouts attached to computers larger than most small planets.
Rionx waited for the security door to recognize him.

“Rionx.” Seethed the parasyte…

Hi smiled the puzzle master opening the door and hugging him, led him to a chair.

“How dare you interfere in our programme. You will now be sentenced to her full punishment.”
Rionx spoke the word, shrugged, the castle of a thousand towers crumbled to dust.
Then he was on…
The bitter street disappeared as the door closed itself. The puzzle master did not look in his eyes but rather at his movements, realizing these would be a better definition of thought.


“In life the road to darkness is a journey, not a light switch.”-Lex
“You should remember that, Lex.” -Ryan

 

[skrpnt]

the Book of Kaos: the Birht of the ¥ang

The reason Neko-chan had vanished during usagi's arrest, was for her safety.
Usagi knew Pig would try to hurt her to get at him, so when they came to take him he told her to flee while he held them off.
"But, how will i find tù?" she inquired.
"I'll find you."
"How?"
"Ikkiki."

Now he would search, now he would find her.

"Oy! Weasel! How is yoo n' me brova's takin' me, Weasel, wron'fully, might i add, to Pig's stinky ol' basement cella'?"
"Well, da's simpo', Weasel. Wot sohta' brovas wood me n' dees hea' Weasels
be if we was to let yoo, ow(our) own flesh n' blood brova let some otha quid- pinchin' bloke steow da bounty on yoos head, which by birfright, shood in fact be rightfully mines."
"Ow's," interjected Weasel's brother Weasel.
"Ow's," conceded Weasel.
And, just as the Weasel's came into view of the jail, who should come walking out, but our friend Usagi.
"Well, blow me bloo bollocks n' call me Bet-e(Betty), iva(either) i'm goin mad in me ol' age, or right now where i stand i am witnessin' Usagi, da white rabbit hisself, strollin straight out da jail house," said Weasel.
"Ain't he 'posed ta be worf about fo'-five fowsan'(4-5000) quid?"
"Right you ah' me han'sum brova, i say dat da fo' of us oughta' be fo'mally introduced."
"Five."
"Uhn?"
"<cough>Us, plus him, that makes five."
"Right yoo ah' me brova. Five fowsan'."

"'Ello, Rabbit."
"I'm sorry, have we met?"
"'Fraid not, me fine feava'd(feathered) friend."
"I do n-"
"As me n' me hea' brova's sees it. We gots us a litto' situation hea'."
"I don-"
"Iva yoos come wif us back inside ta see the Pig hisself, or me n me brovas, Weasel, Weasel, n Weasel gots no choice but ta bust yo' knees backwa'd n mop dis hea' e'rf wit yo' chevy(face).

The fight was long and arduous, but in the end Usagi was victorious. However, he did not feel quite the victor.
Those Weasels almost put an end to my journey before it even started.
Usagi thought as he lay barely concious, covered in bruises and scratches.
Usagi began to think Umi as he often did. Although, he had never lived there,
he had always been fond of sand dunes and salty air, and felt as if he might well have been born in the water itself.
If only i were like my brother the octopus, he has eight arms. Four Weasels would be an even match for him.
With that, Usagi drifted into the corridors of sleep.

 

[LittleMewKitty]

If you recall the story of the girl who wished to fly, then I will tell you a story in that same world, with that same girl. On a island there once lived a young girl, her companion, and the confidant of her companion. The three lived happily on their island singing, dancing, and playing together. They used the resources of the land as they needed and never in excess.
All was well until one day a horrible storm struck the land. The rain fell heavily and the wind blew furiously. The girl and her companion sought shelter in a cave, but had been separated from the other boy. The girl's companion was determined not to leave his friend out in the storm, but just as he was about to begin his search, a great tsunami sweep the island and he was unable to leave his partner.
When they awoke the next day, the sky was clear but the island laid in ruins. The two would have to clear up the mess. Soon they realized that the island was much smaller than it had been before. Somehow, during the storm, the island had split apart. The girl's companion could feel in his heart that his confidant was no longer on the island; his twin star had faded away. Nevertheless, he was still determined to be reunited with his lost friend...

 

[skrpnt]

the Book of Kaos: the Birth of the ¥ang

When Usagi awoke, he found himself in someone's bed. His wounds had been tended and a plate of steaming breakfast lay next to him. Just then, Bear entered the room.
"O, Ai seii yuu hafu awoku," chortled Bear.
"Sí-um, Hai-uhn, hel-lo?"
"OHAYOU GOZAIMASU, HAJIMEMASHITE, WATASHI WA BEAR WALKIN' DESU!"
"Hello, Walking Bear, I am Usagi, nice to meet you as well."
"Genki-uh, h-hawo aru yuu?"
"Much better, arigatou."
"^_^"
"..."
"Wouda yuu rike tou go hantaingu waisa mi?"
"Hai."

LATER

"We have not come here for hunting have we?"
"... Ai hafu no chioitsu, mai buroza Christopher wasu tekan bai Pigu. Yuu aru za puritsu."
"I'm sorry it is like this, but I must warn you, I cannot afford to lose."
"HAI!!"
Bear's attacks were strong and quick. Usagi was quicker, but his attacks were not landing enough damage. The fight raged on until Bear finally grabbed hold of Usagi. Immediately, Usagi begin to think of Neko, he must find her, he could not lose. Bear carried Usagi to the nearby cliff and threw him hard. Just before Bear released him, however, Usagi noticed a tree root protruding several feet below the edge of the precipice. As he fell, he grabbed hold of the root and swung himself around. He hurled hisself toward the tree whose root he had grabbed. He planted his feet on the side trunk of the tree, and launched himself fists first at Bear.

Usagi knew Bear would survive the fall, he also knew Bear would find his brother, maybe one day they would be friends. For, now Usagi would continue on. As he rested, Usagi's thoughts again turned to the sea. If I had stronger hands like my friend Lobster, Bear would have never had a chance, I must become stronger, I must evolve if I am ever to find Neko.
Upon that thought Usagi left, knowing the longer he took, the more danger he was in.

 

[LittleMewKitty]

Almas Gemelas: Her twin star

One night, after the big storm, the young girl lay next to her companion unable to rest. Quietly, she walked out of the shelter and into the moonlight. That night the sky was clear and the moon and stars shone brightly down onto the green land. Looking to the sky, the girl confessed her thoughts, "Lately demons have been taunting my companion..." She said, "But I have no way to fight them off." Tears filled her eyes and she sunk to the ground crying, "All I have is my love for him. The only weapon I have is my heart. Will that be enough? I feel so weak, how can I protect him?" The girl looked up, with tears shining. She noticed a light coming towards her from the sky. Startled, she moved back. As the light drew closer, the girl became less afraid. She felt a warmness in her body as the light came near. The light formed into the shape of a woman. The young girl looked into the eyes of the figure. "It is alright," The woman said, laying a hand on the girl's shoulder, "The strength of your love is all that you need." The girl stood up and held onto the hands of the figure. "Thank you." She said smiling, tears still in her eyes. "I also want you to know of something important," The figure said, "There is someone else out there giving you strength. The prayers of your twin star are also here to guide you." "My twin star..." Uttered the young girl. "Yes, your twin star is someone just like you. You are not related by blood, but are joined by the heart. Together the power of your love is unstoppable." The girl wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled brightly, "With my love and the love of my twin star, I will be able to drive away the darkness that threatens my partner!" The light faded away and the girl hurried back to where her companion laid, feeling the aura of her love driving away the darkness.



Dedicated to I.H.

 

[Rionx]

The Life Withought Fear.

Ikikki was moving dirt in her garden, giving it more air, and light. This was a special garden she was preparing for someone. Suddenly there was an immeasurable amount of starlight around her. There was a great white star, which was everything she could see and touch; she swam in it and breathed it in… there was a second yellow star that appeared on the horizon; it touched her and made her feel warm… finally there was a pink star that came from the deepest place inside her. These three stars joined together
And became one being of eternal existence; it was her father. “Khroma.” She called him and smiled with an endless expression of love that she alone could sustain. She would have wrapped her arms around him… If she herself were not already in his arms. This is the love of Khroma, which he is always… there before you can be, because he is the creator of all of Ikikkis’ worlds. “Krakoon.” He greeted her. “Krakoon.” She agreed.

The truth is permanent, everything else falls by the wayside.- Dave Chappelle

 

[Rionx]

A hundred Black Kites.

" Here Ki-tay, Ki-Tay." said the puzzle master to his kitten. She curled into a ball in his lap... It began after Rionx met the Rols; a pernait who specialized in returning lost souls. Rionx had given him the soul crystals and he had spent many of his own life cycles (which were only about 3.37131725384962748910611 seconds long) Returning them to their owners.

Rionx sat with the Puzzle master. This was their conversation:
PM: There once was a raindrop who was more beautiful than all the other raindrops. "You are the most beautiful raindrop in the world." all the raindrops told the raindrop that was more beautiful than all the others. But the raindrop just continued falling and said "Beauty is only an illusion." But all the raindrops would not listen to the beautiful raindrop. The raindrops hit the ground and became a mudpuddle, the most beautiful mudpuddle in the world. All the mudpuddles who were not as beautiful said...(the story kinda goes on from there.)
RX: I don't really think raindrops can be any more beautiful than another can.
PM: It's just a fable.
RX: What is the moral?
PM: There once was a raindrop...
RX: One day Bird the fish went flying, but he ran out of water. Insect the scorpion that happened upon the flapping Bird checked himself. Yes, he was still in the desert. But, why? How? “Hullo?” Called the stunned Insect. “Um… Hi.” Said Bird “Do you have any water?” Insect checked himself. No, he was still in the desert. “No, but cactus may have some.” “Who is cactus?” asked bird “Not who, what.”
Cactus did indeed have water. And Bird was able to fly again. The End.

They entertained each other with their stories long into the night, then Rionx thanked the pernaits, and returned to the garden, Smiling. And yet…

Candy doesn’t have to have a point that’s why it’s candy. - Charlie.


"Walking this road,
Without you,
To remake forgotten promises and meet you at roads end.
Faded Memories,
Reconstucted Memories,
A dream - a dream of you,
In a world without you.
The dream I see in the world without you,
Torn dream, like a memory from the far past,
I'd like to put it together,
With you..."
-?

"You are the key to open the door of light" - Yensid.

 

[skrpnt]

the Book of Kaos: the Birth of the ¥ang

Usagi had only made his way a couple of yards, when he realized he was being addressed.
"It's yoo, it's yoo!"
"M-me?"
"E-S."(yes)
"Who am I to you?"
"De kwestyun iz, hoo argh yoo two yoo."
"I am me."
"Whee nose dat, hoo else argh yoo."
"I'm not sure I follow you."
"Den yoo leed, Aisle falloh."
"I'm sorry, but I must be on my way."
"Eyes ugrie, butte wear argh yoo goeng?"
"To find someone."
"Gnow dare eyes disugrie."
"..."
"Eyes nose wares yoo gohs."
"Where would you say I am going."
"Eyes seis yoo argh goeng two looz."
With that Usagi's foe lept down upon him, and for the first time Usagi was able to see that he had been talking to Monkey. However, he could only dwell on this thought for a moment, as Monkey was flying towards him with two hands and two feet making four fists. Rabbit quickly begin executing a counter-attack, and just as the two would have collided, Monkey grabbed a branch with his tail, and dissapeared back into the trees. Monkey repeated this strategy again and again. Appearing to attack then dissapearing before a response could be made.
Usagi knew he would not last long under these conditions, so he did what any rabbit would do. He ran. He ran as fast as he could darting to and fro, changing and rechanging his heading. Monkey had always believed that in the trees he could match the speed of anyone on the ground. Usagi now made him rethink that proposition. In moments Usagi could see the edge of the wood. "Dew knot theenk dat fyetine ohn da grownda wyl hellpe yoo. Eyes styl gahtz too arghms too laygz end mai tay- " as Monkey was speaking, Usagi had fled the wood with him not too far behind him. Just as the word tail would've escaped Monkey's lips, Usagi, all in an instant, stopped running, dropped to his hands, and kicked his feet straight out backwards and upwards. It all happened so fast, that Monkey wasn't even sure what happened, so he just continued to lay on the ground, staring at the sky, as if that had been his intention all along. With that Usagi departed.

Usagi traveled for some time before he finally arrived at a very ominus looking cave. He decided that this would make a good shelter for rest. As he entered he felt a strange almost mystical aura around him, but did not give it much notice. If only Monkey hadn't the advantage on me, I would never have ran from that fight. My brother Jellyfish, you are truly blessed, in any fight, you always have the advantage over your foe. If I had a tail, or a stinger, then I would always come out on top. And, with that, almost as if under a sort of spell, Usagi immediately fell sound asleep.



"It is good to have an end to journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end."

 

[Rionx]

The opposite of Death.

Ikikki finished her garden. It was the softest looking bed of the blackest dirt. She smiled and looked down at the contrast between the soil and her pale skin. In our world there is a being of shadows and dreamless sleep who has only one function. He guides us into the world of our rest, the lands we will inhabit when this one suits us no longer. He is the Grim. He is the reaper of departed souls, who shows us how easy it is to step into the corridor between lives, the stairway of change. Many call this change death... However, in Ikikkis' world there is a man who wears a white robe. He has golden hair. He has bare feet. He comes into the garden and though his robes brush across the black sod, they do not stain. Ikikki smiles at her new guest. "Hello." he says and takes her hand. The blackness begins to shift, and green blades cut themselves toward the sky. Buds appear and burst into exploding flowers.

...Perhaps...

"Curiosity kills boredom. Nothing can kill curiosity."

 

[Rionx]

The Alter of Naught in the World that Never Was.

In his hand was a twisted branch of sun bleached and charred wood, In the other he carried a staff. It was not a wizards’ staff, per se, but it was a staff that belonged to a wizard. Around his neck he carried a stench of a vile potion…er... a vial of a stenchant …A small bottle of potion… A smelly potion… A potion distilled from wormwood, cactus, and toadstools… Boiled in aguave nectar under a rainbow on the twenty-fifth day of spring. Beneath his dark blue robes He carried a sack of buds from a magic garden, where bunnies feasted. He knew that rabbits knew of things that were good to eat, and that the rabbits didn’t mind sharing, once in awhile. He traveled through a thorny wilderness past twisted dark trees. Where even darker birds lofted in their branches, cackling their shrieking voices. The sound of bubbling swamps swept through the eerie pink and indigo darkness pushed along by chilly breezes. Presently he arrived at his destination. The dark towers tore from the ground and twisted into the night. There was a single orange glow in the tallest of the towers, and a slight suggestion of movement, within. He came upon the heavy Iron door, and beat upon it thrice with his staff, paused and beat the door for four more. Hear the giant in dark cloak swung it open. “The guest have all arrived and are awaiting you in the eighth chamber.”
...

Thinking of you, wherever you are.
We pray for our sorrow to end,
and hope our hearts will blend.
Now I will step forward to realize this wish.
And who knows starting a new journey may not be so hard, or mabye it has already begun...
There are many worlds,
but they share the same sky.
One sky- One destiny.

 

[skrpnt]

the Book of Kaos: the Birth of the ¥ang

Usagi awoke to the sound of barking laughter.
A voice rang out, "We have come. You will not leave. Your time is done. You must believe."
"Who are you?" Usagi inquired.
"Hear us hoot and howl and cackle. We are many. We are Jackal!"
With that, three dogs leapt from the mist enshrouding them. The other dogs continued peeling out their obnoxious tune. Quickyl, Usagi grabbed two of them in his pincers. Simultaneously, he smote the third with his tail. He paused only for a moment in awe of his new form, then he slew the two cur in his grasp. The other dogs were silent. He slowly spun himself in circles looking for a sign or trace. He could feel their presence, he wanted to see their blood spilt. Split for outnumbering him. Spilt for attacking him while he slept. SPILT FOR NEKO!
"I AM THE ¥ANG!! AND, YOU... YOU WILL FEEL MY PAIN!!


She packed by bag last night, preflight. Zero hour, nine a.m., and I'm gonna be high as a kite by then. I miss the earth so much. I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space, on such a timeless flight. And, I think it's gonna be a long, long, time, 'til touchdown brings me 'round again, to find I'm not the man they think I am at home, Ah, no no no... I'm a...

 

[Rionx]

The cornerstone of light.

In the dark twisting tunnel, moving, breathing, always watching. There was a wizard. One wizard. He had mastered Water, Watera, Wateraga, and Wateragun. He was skilled in Heal, Poison, Antidote, Cure, Sleep, Lucid, Demi, Light, darkness, Blind, and Sight. He studied the stars and could read the back of cereal boxes with some skill. A creaking was heard. He froze in his tracks like a snowman. “Fresh hot noodle?” Asked a voice very near him. A peddler stood over his cart. Wooden bowl in hand, he served up a steaming mess of noodles to the wizard. Eyes gleaming beneath a bamboo shade. The Wizard thanked him and continued toward the eighth chamber.
Xaros, the endless, looked up from the many conversations He’d been occupied with.
The room was filled with robed figures, eating, drinking, smoking, playing games, and talking. From across the room their eyes locked. The newcomer was greeted with a few familiar nods as his bare feet silently carried him to the far corner. He set aside his staff and the odd branch he carried. “Hello, Xaros.” He smiled. “Hello Rionx, my young friend.” Came the reply… “Perhaps we shall retire to my private chambers for a smoke after the festivities.” Xaros then added, as if to intone; one could not freely speak in the present company. The night waxed on as the candles dripped lower and lower. Many drinks were drunk and jokes were recited, and stories told, such as this one:
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Win dain a lotica
En vai tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
en dragu a sei lain
Vi fa-ru les shutai am
En riga-lint

Win chent a lotica
En vai turi
Silota
Fin dein a loluca
Si katigura neuver
Floreria for chesti
Si entina

lalala...
Fontina Blu Cent
De Cravi esca letisimo
lalala...
De quantian
la Finde reve

Win dain a lotica
En vai tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
en dragu a sei lain
Vi fa-ru les shutai am
En riga-lint

 

[Rionx]

Roxas, the sacrifice, the ransom.

"Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Little jackie paper loved that rascal puff,
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff. oh

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee.

Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on puff’s gigantic tail,
Noble kings and princes would bow whene’er they came,
Pirate ships would lower their flag when puff roared out his name. oh!

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee.

A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, jackie paper came no more
And puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain,
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his life-long friend, puff could not be brave,
So puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave. oh!

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee,
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called..."
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But then again...

To a no-body whos' heart has grown cold, a dragun, like me, will appear. You can use me, My wings to fly, because these powers are not my own. In you, a dragun, like me, will wake. When I'm with you, on dragon wings we will fly. Because I have no power of my own. And when you sleep, I will sleep. Because I can never die... and I M U...
Ancient Detroitojin spell.(Rionx vs. Kaos: Volume Ichi ban of the book of Kaos.)
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All my love, to those who have bodies and hearts...

your BFF, RIONX.

 

[LittleMewKitty]

the struggle

it was dark in the room, but the girl could see a small speck of light in the distance and began to run towards it. as the light began to get bigger and brighter, the girl suddenly felt herself becoming heavier and slower. it felt as though the ground was grabbing at her legs and dragging her down into the darkness. she wanted to scream out, but could not make a sound. the girl extended her arms toward the light, but the weight kept on pulling her down. tears began to stream down her face. through her tears she thought she saw arms reaching toward her from the light. the heaviness was becoming almost too much to bear when suddenly she felt something warm touch her face...

The girl jumped out of the bad dream to find her companion caressing her face. All the weight she had felt from the dream lifted. "The boat is ready" He said to her, "We can begin our journey."

 

[Rionx]

Butterflies are free to fly.

There was a grey room, Butterfly left and found himself in ikikkis garden, where he was greeted with smiles.

The End.