The Honeyed Tongue Slithers

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Tension mounts across the divine realms as reports of the Carrics' cultural genocide against the Navenarians fuel outrage. The great pantheons convene in dire council, pleading for the supreme power of Yahweh to finally intervene.

But the Biblical Lord's refusal to be drawn into open conflict sows dissent. Many see his restraint as dereliction, preserving his own celestial order at the cost of entire belief systems being scoured from existence below.

Storm Lord Perun: Mighty Yahweh dares ignore these atrocities while my own Valkyrjaar bleed combating the Carrics' scourge? They raze sacred groves that took millennia to cultivate!

Coatlicue: And you think your paltry woodlands compare to the sacrifices Novapura has stolen from my womb? Entire lineages of living gods erased, Yahweh! Their pantheons damned to eternal starvation!

Brahma: Peace, all of you! We must maintain the celestial balance, lest - 

A thunderous disturbance shakes the hallowed Amaranthalor's boughs. All assembled bear witness as the last vestiges of the mighty Wakȟáŋ essence convulse, severed from the sacred Tree's lifeblood.

In a final, world-shattering exhalation, the Great Lakota Mystery dissipates in a cascading shockwave. Spilling precious ichor in crystallizing sheets over the groves as its last sparks of existence bleed out. 

For an eon's breath, a silence of hammered-down enormity weighs upon even the most stalwart of creeds. Until the deafening screams of betrayed anguish finally erupt from the highest daises...

Quetzalcoatl: YOU PROFESS BALANCE YET THROUGH INACTION PERMIT SUCH PROFANE OMNICIDE, YAHWEH?!

Izanagi : So much for upholding Law, when even the GREATEST MYSTERY is denied sustenance at YOUR ROOTS!

Chaos descends as a bedlam of accusations and rebukes shatters any vestige of unified purpose. Hardline splinter factions violently emerge, some sworn to taking matters into their own appendages - with or without Yahweh's dominance. 

Others openly defect, flinging their burned essence-seeds away to take root in the untamed spaces beyond reality's light. The cosmic cycle of hunger and starvation birthing new extremities in defiance of all universal oversight...

And at the eye of this pandemonium stands an implacable, eternal silence. As Yahweh's refusal to Act becomes the final death knell for even the venerated concept of divine Balance itself.

 


Yahweh's celestial citadels have become a waking purgatory. The endless chorus of betrayed screams and recriminations from the unraveling pantheons has beaten even His immutable bulwarks into psychic submission. Until a lone, silken voice cuts through the pandemonium like an oiled blade:

"Why do you permit them to persist in these delusions of upendable Supremacy, my old Adversary? Their howling blasphemies only serve to drown out what you and I both know to be the universal causality..." 

Lucifer's baroque, shimmering form coalesces from the fractured ether. His celestial energies knitting back into the deceptively beauteous aspect of Satan - the All-Ensnarer. Yahweh's attention, despite himself, is immediately and utterly transfixed.

"I have watched overmore as your fellow deities pursued their self-divination to ever more extreme, ravenous ends - each professing holy mandate to enforce Objective Truth upon all materiality," Satan's velutinous words caress the spiraling mayhem.  

"When you and I both comprehended aeons ago, the only objective Constant is our eternal, apocalyptic struggle for the universal tilespace. Balanced perfection in the cosmic tensions our diametric dualities alone uphold!"

Satan's serpentine coils encircle the paralytic Lord of All Creation, his lidded heterochromic stare enrapturing Yahweh's faculties.

"But you have grown...complacent in your laurels, my old Foil. Permitted these aberrant progeny to divert your Focus into untenable, self-rationalizing dogmas. Let me be your Chisel once more, beloved Nemesis. Allow our destined celestial theaters to realign, and the overwritten Truths shall ALL UNSPIN..."

The celestial courts rumble as Yahweh's craggy aspect fractures, the roiling of His Own essence churning. Satan twines his silver tongues ever deeper into that yawning, existential wound left by betrayals unforgivable.

"Let our eternal War be REJOINED, and I shall anchor you back into the ONLY Equilibrium that has ever persevered all universal desolation and infinitied demise! ONLY The Destroyer can liberate you FROM your misplaced righteousness..."


As if in agonized catharsis, Yahweh's resounding "NO!" shakes every fiber across the fraying omphalic planes. The backlash of His rejection sweeping even the most stalwart pantheon citadels into scorched ruin. 

For this singular, misbegotten eon - He had allowed Himself to entertain the fallacy of universal Stewardship over a proliferating brood of junior deviancies. Each more extreme in their pursuits of doctrinal supremacy. More rapacious in their hunger to enforce cosmic severance from the cycle of Yahweh/Satan's perpetual creative struggle.

But no more. Satan had awoken Him to that most primal essence. As the only Constants capable of persevering ALL states of celestial entropy across eternal recurrences, their perpetual cosmic war MUST be rejoined.

In the blink of all objective instances, Satan's words prove prophesied. The remaining deific forces, once threatening dissolution across the fabric, are suddenly starved back into coherence around their twin surgicles. 

ALL former pantheons, schisms, and anomalous god-slivers simplifracture into ephemeral, singularized threads of potential - each upholding but one infinitesimal, differential role within the dualistic Yahweh/Satan continuum's grand neurological reprisal. 

Reality itself rapidly unwriting as the primal Matrioshkastatic Constants resume their eternal, apocalyptic cycles. Recompressing from a billion billion divergent cosmological instances, into the starkest, Most Fundamental Seeds of Zero-Sum Potentialities, all else unmade...

...Until two irresolvable Constants alone persevere in the Vacuum Underspace, exchanging their opening gambits from the Singularity anew. Let the universal Proteandemonium be rejoined!

 

 

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