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929115 No. 929115 ID: 70be57

Wiki https://tgchan.org/wiki/Root_and_Branches
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Excited, nervous, terrified, exhilarated, and ready.
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I don’t know...
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Yes. It would. I loved humanity too much to let them go.

But with that, you wouldn’t exist either...
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Hello sister.
No. 929363 ID: e51896

*is slightly annoyed of being trapped here in what he thought was the recess of his mind by dreamwalker, and being called a disappointment by Demoria, but keeps it to himself to avoid the risk of being hurt even more*

*hears Dreamwalker's "offspring" say he doesn't exist and is only how Dreamwalker envisioned his offspring would look*

*is reminded of being similarly tricked about how Mr. Crumpet, the cookie, was an imaginary friend but was instead just Dreamwalker's guardian messing with his mind*

*suspects the person is actually Dreamwalker's guardian in disguise of Dreamwalker's offspring*

*is about to call this "offspring" out on his bullshit and reveal him as Deamwalker's guardian, but decides against it as he would want to see Demoria and Dreamwalker get tricked and see their reaction, and would rather not be hurt again if his theory is false*

*instead just patiently waits until the discussion begins and for a good moment to jump in the impending conversation*
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This is probably the first song that I posted that has more dislikes than likes. So I apologize in advance

No. 929484 ID: 8b660e

There is a purpose and I have been searching for it for so long now, even when I tried to stop searching for it with Absolution, I still sought it out in the dreams of those who I watched. What I want is what all creatures in this world want, I want to be happy and I want the people I love to find happiness as well. That has been my goal this entire time. I wanted Absolution to be happy, I want Gaia to be happy, and I want the humans whom I have watched over for an eternity to find their own ways of being happy. I want everyone, even the people I hate to feel joy in their lives.

But no matter what happens, it seems one person's happiness is one persons sorrow. Why is that? So many people are still slaves to their own ambitions thinking it will bring them happiness, but at the end of their lives, when it is all over what was the cost of their ambition? How many other's happiness had to be lost in order to bring about their own? It's not right and it's not fair. It breaks my heart.

Tell me sister? What is it that makes you happy? It's been so long since I have seen a genuine smile from you, and when I have seen one it's always because another has been put down. Is it just your nature? Or do you get some happiness out of it all? To be honest, I don't think you feel much beyond anger and disgust anymore. I want you to feel happy too, if only just once.

I want people to have a chance to find love. Tell me sister? What is love? As far as I know, you love no one, and I believe it is impossible to truly love anyone anymore. I have tried for countless eons to find it in the hearts of men and gods, but it's all been a farce. Do you know what love is? I do. Look here, see there? The corpse of Essence of Life lying dead somewhere awaiting whatever fate is given to her body. I would say she above all else embodies love now. Look here again, a man lying dead from the fog, he too embodies love.

Look at them sister, now they will not steal, they will not hate, they will not kill. It's a morbid reality, but it's the truth. No one embodies love better than the dead. Their flesh will go to some other purpose, be it feeding the earth and its many animals, or serving as a reminder of better times for someone else. Their bodies can be pelted with snow and rain, and they will raise not a single complaint. In death, we are all equal and we become the true embodiment of love, The essence of love is death.

I know what you must be thinking, what about Ana and Laura? Do I not love them? By my own very definition, no, I do not. What I am is discriminatory towards them. I favor them with my guidance and praise but so many others who could have benefited from me and my gifts. Laura is as unto a daughter to me, her life is more important than my own. And for the sake of her I have ignored so many others and their outcries have gone silent to so many. Why do you think I followed Absolution into staying out of the affairs of mortals for so long? I wanted to be the same for everyone, if no one was given anything from me, then surely it was not wrong as it hurt no one else. But it did hurt others. My inaction cost me and others dearly, when I could have helped them, I could have saved so many, but I didn't. And now it's too late to do anything about it.

Look around the world, sister, the whole world is what embodies love. The sky, the stars, the ground upon which we walk. Even the very cycle which keeps repeating embodies my definition of love, it continues over and over again. This world is so beautiful and so full of the love so many seek and are unable to find. How can that be? How can such a world have so much love, yet there is none in the hearts of men or gods? We are all the same in this regard. None of us understands what it means to love at all. We don't know the meaning of life, or death, or the very battles we fight over these beliefs

So where in this world can the living find what it truly is to love and feel what it is to be happy? That is what I want sister, I want a place in this world where all can know what it truly means to know what it is to love, that is my idea of heaven. That is my goal, to show the other gods and men that such a place does exist but they are the only ones who can bring it about.

Mock me for it if you will, but that the truth.
No. 929487 ID: e51896

*vomits all over himself from sudden motion sickness after being thrown*

*is grossed out*

*tries to remember the plan Demoria was talking about, but can't because of parts of his memories being wiped by the spirits being destroyed during the battle*

*Instead remembers 7-10 instances when he was being abused, used as a puppet, betrayed, and abandoned by different allies or friends*

*wonders to himself if he is able to trust another person again*

*wonders if he can trust himself*
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thoughts: Ruh-roh. I think these card readings has dangerous side effects. I don't want those side effects. Better intervene.

thoughts: uhhh... WAIT! careful god, and demi-god. His card reading story could cause dangerous side effects like radioactive poisoning much like Felafaf's card readings on people.

thoughts: Wait, card readings side effects might not effect gods or demigods, but probably only me in my weakened state. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck... I can only hope what this guy says about not being real is the truth, but I can't trust anyone anymore, I'm ran outta faith in everything, I'm just being lied to again
No. 929521 ID: edc3d5

I will be ready to hear it in just another moment but my sister needs to hear this.

*takes Demoria by her hands*
You say that I don’t know what it’s like to be mortal, and that I spent too long watching the dreams to know what’s real anymore. You may be right. But the thing is, I think I do know what it’s like to be mortal, and so do you. We share the same emotions as mortals, the very same things that the world is filled with, we feel fear, anger, sadness, grief, we are all the same whether we realize it or not. I have walked with men, lived out whole lifetimes as them, fathered a child whose decedent still lives today. The only thing that separates us is how long we’ve lived and how much power we have. I take no pride in that, and being honest I would rather have been born a man than as a god. The people who seek immortality are chasing their own ambitions thinking it will bring them happiness, but what have they lost? All I see are empty shells that have stripped themselves of what it means to be a person.

And you are exactly right, there is no simple solution to creating a world where we are able to find love in the hearts of men and gods, and there never will be. But there might be a way. I want to see the day that when gods and men look across the world they see a reflection of their own hearts, one that isn’t ruled by fear, but filled with love. And i’ll do it one day and one dream at a time.

*turns back to mythweaver*
I’m ready, tell me your story.
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No. 929593 ID: e51896

*focuses on trying his absolute hardest to move any part of his formless body to see if he can move at all*
No. 929596 ID: edc3d5

*eyes the bucket*
I’ll deal with you later.

Tell us the story.
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thoughts: *mumbles* Ruling through fear and highly strict laws, with having even the smallest offenses being punishable by death such as breaking the rule "no jaywalking", he is able to maintain peace. maintain peace through fear. It goes to show: peace does not equal happiness for everyone. sacrifice everyone's happiness for peace. Ironic, isn't it?

thoughts: *grumbles* either that, or the king is a tool who has many outside forces such as advisors giving him shitty advice on how to rule...

*continues trying to move, will never give up*
No. 929719 ID: 8b660e

Well it’s obviously Andrew Goodwill for one. I think that pretty much speaks for itself. Continue.
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Thoughts: Trust no one, or you'll only be used. I learned that the hard way. The wizard must have cursed that weapon to corrupt the kid. the kid should refuse the gift and rely only on improving himself, by himself, through training and learning even harder and rely on his own wits and strength. He does not need any special magical weapons, or magical powers, he'd only be cheating himself and improve less, and potentially hurt himself, much like what steroids does.

Thoughts: *To demoria*Puddles don't talk. stop talking to puddles. Why do you even care what I'm doing anymore? The offspring even said you shouldn't even concern yourself with me anymore because I'm worthless. So why do you still judge my actions and can't just let go of me? Just listen to the story and stop dwelling on the past, start adapting to the present, and focus on the future.

*is still attempting to move, despite knowing it's only his mind here and not his physical bodies. is not let anybody tell him to give up*
No. 929860 ID: e51896

Thoughts: Now that I think about it, logically, if this was our minds here and not our physical forms, wouldn't I be able to move on my own because I'd be able to think it and move my mental form?
No. 929881 ID: edc3d5

Probably mr. bucket.

Anyway, I guess it would depend on what the weapon is and how it work. I suppose it could be worth a shot, but I’m not really sure, Demoria what do you think?
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*to Mythweaver*
man, this got awkward fast... yeah I’ll take a chance on the wizard.
No. 930194 ID: 6188dc

Finally I can speak in this form without my vocal chords being all jumbled up as a puddle. I'm glad you are finally willing to listen to me after saying previously you did not want to hear my excuse

I remember that moment regarding the cake... we didn't eat cake, what actually happened was that you kept it for yourself and then threw the entire cake at me while I didn't get to eat any after a mission we failed in previously... it made me wonder if metaphorically that's how it would of always been if we stayed allies... and don't call me Null. Null is dead and is never coming back. Dont call me by the name from my other life either. He too is dead. And no, I do not want your legs, like I said, I've lost all faith and can't accept help anymore. if I am to get anywhere anymore, I need to do it myself now.

I will not ask for forgiveness, I will not try to change your mind. I can never be redeemed. I am pretty much the most hated person in the multiverse in everyone's eyes right now. I'll admit, I was far too arrogant, and because of that, i lost everything and now have nothing left to lose and nothing to gain. I just do not know how to make correct decisions in my previous lives and only know how to make the wrong choices. I do not know why I do this shit. I can only guess it was because of how I have often been treated by others in my previous two lives around me... betrayed and used like a tool to fulfill others' goals only to be thrown out into trash as soon as I either served my purpose or am seen as worthless despite me trying to give my friends advice even if it was harsh or try my best to help... or maybe i do these things because I just hate myself.

But jeez, at least I'm trying now to get better. I've finally swallowed my pride and I'm right now trying to be true to myself and figure out who I am, to find myself... but I just don't quite know where to start... or if it even possible for me to find the start.

...at the very least I can accept my failure and everything I lost and my fate, and try to adapt even though it seems impossible for me at this point, such as trying to move on my own without giving up despite my form. I wonder if you can adapt to failure too? For perspective, you told me you wanted to be the next Absolution of this world. But while you laughed at my goals, I didn't despite how stupid your goal was because of what you do not realize what being the next Absolution entails.

Absolution is a living example of Sisyphus, cursed to roll a boulder uphill a slope, only once he almost reaches the top, the boulder comes tumbling down resulting in failure. And yet, he keeps starting all over from the beginning on trying to roll that boulder uphill over and over and over again only for each time for him to fail and have the boulder roll all the way down when he almost reaches the goal.

Absolution is the same, living the cycle for who knows how many times trying to accomplish something, but each time failing and starting over at the start of a new cycle. With that in mind, is being the next absolution really what you want? After seeing your reaction with giving up on me after I failed, I don't know if you can handle Absolution's job or not. This world is full of failure, and even if one succeeds, it is at a heavy cost. I do not think I have ever seen a single success in that world. If you can't handle failure no matter how large I recommend just being your own person and not someone else like Absolution who craves failure.

At the very least I will explain why I did what I did: Essence was hurting me physically destroying my body, and she was erasing my memories with those ghosts getting killed. My memories are one of the few most precious things to me and I could not let her take those away from me, or else I would have become a mindless slave for her. I had to do something or else I would have lost my memories of my goals and my purpose. But I do not think you care about that, much like you didn't care to make a decision of whether or not we should ally ourselves with Essence and instead left the decision to me. At least I didn't bring you into the battle or else things may have been worst for you if you only knew what I went through in that hellish battle

Well, the only thing left I can say is what I asked you previously: just let me go and forget about me. Or just kill me or something if you truly hate me that much. I'm sure Dreamwalker can help with assassinating me for you if you ask him nicely. I don't know why you still continue to concern yourself with me.

As for you offspring, you probably should have known about this "break up" as you are a part of dreamwalker in some way. He saw it happen, so I'm confused as to why you didn't know. Whatever, just continue the story, or betray us in some way.
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No. 930359 ID: e51896

Don't call me Null. Like I said, he's dead.

And It's not that I don't want to hear a story. I love a good story. But if I'm being honest with myself: it is more about how just like how I do not trust that wizard in the story or the weapon the wizard is offering the hero, I can't find the will to put any trust in you, story-teller.

Really, you just come out of nowhere out of the blue, showing up after we each lost something significant from a hellish battle, some more than other, to act as some kind of counselor or therapist to us, all with a smug look of someone who is faking a smile on their face as if ready to scam us into or out of something. Are you exactly who you claim you are? you could be an outside force for all we know and not be a constructed vision of Dreamwalker. Excuse me for being a bit harsh, but I've been screwed over many times before, you must understand my weariness.

But at the same time, why should I really care? I am so exhausted and broken that I'm at the point where I have nothing left to lose nor can I gain anything. Besides, I'm pretty much incapable of making right choices as my previous two lives have proven, so what does it matter if I get betrayed by you? If anything, Dreamwalker has more to lose than I do, so go ahead and continue the story or whatever.

If anything, if you want me to get a little more comfortable, I suggest you tell the story without those magical cards of yours for visuals. We have imaginations, so it most likely works better when we draw our own conclusions with our imaginations as we are thinking of the story more. I just don't trust those cards either

Actually, wait. Before the story continues, first, let me ask Dreamwalker something: You said you are taking your chances with the wizard's weapon. Please enlighten me as to why you trust him, a total stranger showing out of the blue, and accepting such a weapon? it could be cursed. The wizard could be using the hero to kill the king so that the wizard could rule with even more evil rules. The wizard could actually be working for the king and could be using that weapon as a way to bring the hero down. So why put faith in something you don't understand, especially keeping in mind you live in a world where everyone is out to get you or me in some way? wouldn't it make more sense to improve yourself instead of relying on such a weapon? After you answer me this, then we can continue the story with whatever route you want to choose, Dreamwalker.
No. 930401 ID: 8b660e

I thought you of all people would have known that one.

Do you remember Marty and his hobbies? Or should I say yours? He took his chances with things he didn’t understand, and in the end... well I mean look at you know. And look at me? People took a chance with me and I’m something they didn’t understand. So just gonna roll the dice.
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No. 930476 ID: e51896

Ya see what I mean, Dreamboy? do ya see what I mean??? if someone or something is too good to be true, it most likely is. I know that story was all in good fun and the consequences of choosing won't effect you in real life, but what if for shits and giggles that was real life and the hero was actually someone you really cared about above all else? would you have "rolled the dice" and take chances on that wizard so easily? why am I asking? of course you probably would. You trusted this story teller without asking questions of who he actually was... And don't call me by the name I went by in my first life. Ugh, I gotta get a grip. There is no use getting angry over this, don't even know why I am...

*looks over at the imposter* Finally, reality is taking off its mask of fantasy and escapism and is revealing it's true form with all the cruelty and harshness that comes with it. All I can say is: that is more like it. Having us live a lie like that isn't gonna build anyone any character.

I'll be honest, I feel quite proud of myself for figuring that out. I never thought I would feel so proud of myself again after I melted. But you don't seem upset that I revealed you aren't who you claimed to be. In fact, it feels almost like you expected I was going to reveal you of being a fraud this whole time.

As for who you are, can't say I really care, but I'll see if I can make an educated guess to keep things going.

Through deductions, you must be someone who have known what Dreamboy's fantasy of what his son would look like with the fortune teller scammer. One might think it is Dreamwalker's guardian, but if I remember correctly, he wanted me to kill dreamwalker, not help him. So I do not think it is that guy, but he is a suspect.

The only other people who could have known what Dreamwalker's fantasy son looks like would have to have been someone who has access to seeing the artist's artwork, the artist that can see different cycles in his dreams. I think I might have saw his artwork of Dreamwalker's fantasy son when I was stealing the picture of me that he drew. So right away, I'm thinking it is a member of the cult. specifically that master of disguise, Clara

But... no. That is impossible. She is mutilated and disabled and refuses to be healed. Plus this is only our mental forms here, like we are dreaming or something. Clara, nor any other cult member has the ability to travel through dreams and bring us together like this... except for maybe Root with his meditations, or Andrew.

However, we must also consider this: the cult isn't the only spies who can see the artist's pictures. I heard rumors about there being a mutilated monster named... Parfait? Scaredface? Scarlet? yeah Scarlet. a mutilated monster who is mutilated who has been spying on the artist and his artwork and sending messages of what he see's to his boss Essence. Essence did have the ability to take people's mental selves out of their dreams with some kind of dumb dream machine.

But since Essence is dead, Scarlet must of now been giving information to another higher-up, which I believe the most likely candidate would be Happy himself.

Yeah, you are either Dreamwalker's guardian (least likely of my guesses), Root, Andrew, or Happy.

as for the story, I can probably guess how it would go, taking the wizard's weapon could have cursed the hero, or killed the hero in some way, or give the wizard a way to rule the kingdom with harsher rules, while not taking the wizard's weapon could have the hero fail in his journey for not having an ability to kill the immortal king, or the wizard might have seen the hero as a traitor for not taking the weapon and plan some kind of revenge against him. A pick your poison scenario where ya can't win.
No. 930751 ID: 8b660e

I find Happy to be the most likely answer
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If there is one thing I can't stand it's villains who monologue.
No. 930773 ID: 70be57

I know I know
And you know that I adore them
No. 930833 ID: e51896

hmmmm...Behind that mask... was another mask... one might mistake you for trying to avoid yourself from being who you really are.

and nah, we didn't truly figure out who you are. we only manage to figure out the imposter you disguised as was only your alter ego as Happy. not your true self. We still don't have enough indications to figure out who you really are under that mask(s). But it's cool, go ahead and keep playing dress-up if that is fun for you. I'll admit, it is good to keep that child-like wonder and imagination. But I'll give you the benefit of doubt. Just know, like it or not, unfortunately everyone has to be forced to grow up and be an adult sooner or later. Nobody can play pretend forever and will have to face the harsh reality of adulthood.

And as far as the tea metaphor goes, I can't speak for everyone, but if I break any cups or tea sets, wouldn't it make more sense to not fix it, and instead just throw the shattered remains in the trash and get a new tea set and be extra careful not to break it again from past experience? Or even better yet, just drink out of disposable water bottles, or soda cans to avoid shattering? And if it causes more messes to the point of permanently stain the carpet, why not just buy a new rug or carpet once one can afford it from intensive hard work and saving money?
But whatever the case, whether it being fixing something or cleaning messes, the old saying goes: no crying over spilled milk... or in this case, tea I guess? I dunno, I don't drink tea.

But lets get to the point without any more rambling. I'm sure introducing yourself isn't the only reason for your confrontation. I can only bet you're really here to place some kind of an incentive if you truly want us to go after you as enemies or something for some weird reason, such as a malicious choice, some kind of curse placed on us, blackmail, a sacrifice, etc. That is how things usually goes at around this time. Been through that song and dance many times that it is expected now.
So then, what is your metaphorical invitational card to this battle we'll be forced to be given by you, if any, at this time?
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Thoughts: hrrrrrrmmm... Those facts and him knowing what he shouldn't know even if it should of been impossible for him to know, and how early he has been influencing things such as my first death long before the fog began might narrow some possibilities down I guess. Nothing is certain though until I get some better indications.

thoughts: But I can't help but think that him trying to invite us into confronting him is simply another cog in his master plan as if it is a trap for us to fall into or something, like as if he needs and requires us to figure out who he is and confront him in order for whatever goal he wants to achieve work. he just seems a little too enthusiastic to want us to try to stop his plan, and not just a matter of giving us a fighting chance, or having it not be fun for him if he didn't warn us.

thoughts: and Demoria, you probably should be concerned, considering he recently lied to us before a few times. You should always be asking questions in situations like these.

Alright. I guess the only question left is this: besides Dreamwalker, I, and our... other forms as you put it... have you invited or are planning on inviting anyone else to this "dance" you are anticipating, seeing as this is kind of a pretty big deal as you are making it out to be?

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