Nothing of Note

PART 21: ...is to save the world entire

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

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from a red dwarf that appears to be older than the universe, to supermassive black holes forming way too early in the universe, to a supermassive black hole speeding across the universe (what kind of energy could have possibly been used to fling something of that mass at that speed?), to dark matter and dark energy apparently existing but refusing to show themselves, to quantum mechanics and general relativity not getting along despite being our two most reliable theories of physics experimentally, to the weird coincidence that any detector capable of detecting a graviton would have to be so massive it would collapse into a black hole (in fact, exactly massive enough to do so).

a number of these were known facts in the 20th century, but so many of them have built up since then that is throwing our neat little models of everything into chaos. WHICH IS AMAZING, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT SCIENTISTS CAN NOW MAKE NEW THEORIES ABOUT HOW THINGS WORK BASED ON THE RAPIDLY EMERGING DATA!

Warhammer 40,000: Dark Heresy Arts - I

Warhammer 40,000: Dark Heresy Arts - III

The Operator is basically a cosmic demigod who has met with the Space Devil multiple times. They wear infected suits of armor like everyday clothing, switching them out as they please. They cannot die, or at least are extremely difficult to put down. They're an eternal immortal teenager whose collective anger toppled two nightmarish empires, and left a third empire half-leaderless. They and the Drifter destroy horrific "angels" born of the same tragedy that made them what they are, and in the back of their heads, they worry they could become angels as well.

The Drifter is equally eldritch, the same cosmic demigod trapped in the pages of a children's story for centuries or even millennia. They have grown without the influence of the Space Devil, but they faced thousands of deaths and more at the hands of a dimensional fisher king made to be their playtime friend. They escaped this mad storybook world through a little bit of help and their own fathomless willpower. They traveled throughout time at the behest of a deeply unethical mad scientist to save a city trapped in an eternal loop, befriending a growing number of people infected by the same disease that cultivates the very biomechanical armor they use at will. They can even romance one of these people, or more if they but reset the year, over and over and over again. Time is their plaything. They converse an infected guitar who is a shred of the infinite consciousnesses whom they both fight against and wear.

What if Drifter and Operator occasionally found time to hang out in the dormizone? And Umbra joins them to watch them get competitive over Frame Fighter??

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"The colour: old blood on snow. The taste: paprika, mushrooms, irony. The recipe: winewound chanterelles, exile's rose, paprika, pork stock, lament-onions, hanged men's tears, and some salt."