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(Meet Cio. She is writing a fanfiction about literally everything, that is to say, the entire multiverse. She’s a little opinionated about storytelling)

UPDATES FOR EVERYONE! THREE BARE MANLY CHESTS AN UPDATE!

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(Meet Cio. She is writing a fanfiction about literally everything, that is to say, the entire multiverse. She’s a little opinionated about storytelling)

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Wow I can’t believe omniverse-renowned conquering king Zoss won Wrestlemania XXX

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Wow I can’t believe omniverse-renowned conquering king Zoss won Wrestlemania XXX

Mammon, Jadis, Jagganoth, Incubus, Mottom, Solomon David, Gog-Agog.

The Seven. The last remaining Demiurges, the so-called Masters of the Infinite, the Pankrators, the New Pantheon, the supplanters and rulers of God’s Throne, mortal enemies, and greatest allies.

The primary antagonists of Kill Six Billion Demons.

(A nicer version of this and a full page will be up tomorrow!)

Mammon, Jadis, Jagganoth, Incubus, Mottom, Solomon David, Gog-Agog.

The Seven. The last remaining Demiurges, the so-called Masters of the Infinite, the Pankrators, the New Pantheon, the supplanters and rulers of God’s Throne, mortal enemies, and greatest allies.

The primary antagonists of Kill Six Billion Demons.

(A nicer version of this and a full page will be up tomorrow!)

Prim Leaves her Father’s House

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Prim Leaves her Father’s House
From the Song of Maybe

There came a time when Lord Hansa entered the hollow and singing hall of the multicolored Akaroth, for lunisnight celebrations. There was a great feast there for a fortnight or more, and there, caught in a heated philosophical fugue with Akaroth, Lord Hansa in anger committed the  violation of letting his pipe smoke rise and befoul the all-wind that permeated that house and nourished the ways of the void. Fueled by wine, Akaroth was driven into such a drunken rage by this insult that he harnessed fifty winds to his will and at once slew Hansa with a single stroke of his war fan and felt little regret at the time. Later, in grief, he did heavy penance for this act, for he slew a widely respected man, but all agreed that Lord Hansa had committed a grievous offense.

When Akaroth’s archons learned of this offense, they snatched up the cooling body of Lord Hansa and rode the void to his estate, and there they slew his servants in the multitude and cleft the skulls of his retainers and set fire and lightning upon the land. They tore apart the house of iron nails that stood on that land and within found Hansa’s virginal and radiant daughter Prim, who was preparing her father’s supper, as she did every night. “Look,” said Thunder Cleaves Stone, who was chief in majesty among the retainers of Akaroth, “here is that maid or daughter which he makes a slave. How piteous and crawling a thing!” They fell upon Prim and shaved her beautiful locks and in insult demanded black bread and liquor for hospitality, which she could not fulfill. “Dog!” said they, “and daughter of a dog, live a dog’s life!”, and threw they before her her father’s mangled corpse and left her raw with their laughter in the scoured and smoking ruin of her father’s estate. Later Akaroth learned of their conduct and was greatly enraged for Hansa had been a great wise man, and he had the Archons tied to a flensing tree which stretched the seven corners of the multiverse and there flayed them with lashes of lightning as they had flayed the house of Hansa, and all agreed this was just.

Prim was despondent but did not cry for there was no finer daughter. She took up her cloak and vela and great knife, and felt a little better, and she smeared the ashes of her father’s house on her face and body as was the custom, and she felt a little better, and she wrapped her father’s poor body in a linen shroud and she felt a little better still. She prepared to set upon the road, but she had never left her father’s house, and the thought terrified her, so she plucked a single iron nail from its smoking ruins and pocketed it. So comforted, she slung her father’s corpse over her small back and set off on the road of the Ruling King, which wound seven times through the void and the Wheel, and looked for a place to bury her father.

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The angel called ‘6 Juggernaut Star Scours the Universe’ is the leader of the Holy Thorn Knights, a master of the Patram Sword Hand style of martial arts, rides a bio-organic motorcycle, and will stop at nothing to bring our heroine to an uncertain end.
It’s also a fan of tea ceremonies.

Kill Six Billion Demons will return from hiatus and have a DOUBLE update this week on Saturday, April 12 and Tuesday, April 15!

The angel called ‘6 Juggernaut Star Scours the Universe’ is the leader of the Holy Thorn Knights, a master of the Patram Sword Hand style of martial arts, rides a bio-organic motorcycle, and will stop at nothing to bring our heroine to an uncertain end.

It’s also a fan of tea ceremonies.

Kill Six Billion Demons will return from hiatus and have a DOUBLE update this week on Saturday, April 12 and Tuesday, April 15!

What makes a knight?
A shining blade or bloody battered steel?
Let us name the Orders Four and the truth within reveal.

THE GEAS KNIGHT unknown by name, the seeker proud and true,
His endless quest hath rent the stars yet known is he by few,
THE PEREGRINE, whose bell always rings the crack of breaking day,
It’s nameless peal will drive the ceaseless evil from the ways,
THE BLOODY KNIGHT, belligerent, her edge tastes skulls and lives,
The viscera of common men and royalty besides,
THE MENDICANT, the beggar knight, roughly clad and shod,
He lives as though he were a beast, but fights he as a God.

What makes a knight?

A shining blade or bloody battered steel?

Let us name the Orders Four and the truth within reveal.

THE GEAS KNIGHT unknown by name, the seeker proud and true,

His endless quest hath rent the stars yet known is he by few,

THE PEREGRINE, whose bell always rings the crack of breaking day,

It’s nameless peal will drive the ceaseless evil from the ways,

THE BLOODY KNIGHT, belligerent, her edge tastes skulls and lives,

The viscera of common men and royalty besides,

THE MENDICANT, the beggar knight, roughly clad and shod,

He lives as though he were a beast, but fights he as a God.

Flay and lay taught the tendons of power, those dread tresses that stretch all the way across creation, and laugh the masterful laugh of dominion.
http://killsixbilliondemons.com

Flay and lay taught the tendons of power, those dread tresses that stretch all the way across creation, and laugh the masterful laugh of dominion.

http://killsixbilliondemons.com