#swordlogic

Drifter reveals his Lucent Hive Hunter costume... but did not account for Eris to snap like she was actually threatened.

The Sword;

Eternally hunting perfect simplicity, self-sufficiency, and isolation.

Pushing the universe towards the basest, strongest, form it could ever take.

Three great nations under three great queens.

The first queen writes a great book of law, and her rule is just.

The second queen builds a great tower. Her people climb it to see the stars.

The third queen raises a great army and conquers everything.

The future belongs to one of these three queens.

Her rule is harshest and her people unhappy.

But she rules.

This is what the Sword dictates.

This is the reason why everything is exactly the way it is and not some other way.

All things that exist eventually collide

When this happens, the two beings discharge;

One way of doing things collides with another,

And in doing so they petition one another for the right to go on existing.

And this was the way that the universe simplified itself,

Became stronger, reduced itself into more than it was before.

Until the Bomb was discovered;

For the Bomb announces itself,

Once established it boasts and brags;

«None may challenge me.

For I have defeated the Sword, the method as old as time itself,

And I have done it with the combined will of the many in unison.»

The Romans:

A truly magnificent and awe-inspiring people.

Their beginning from enslavement,

Soared into what is now known as the 'Great Roman Empire'

Conquering the entire Mediterranean

As well as laying the groundwork for what has grown into humanity as a whole.

The Great Roman Empire did all of this because they were the first to use the Bomb.

All of their soldiers worked as one unit;

One smooth, unrelenting machine.

They held the first Bomb in their grasp,

And when petitioned against by any Sword:

Like the Franks, Scots, Britons, etc.

The Sword could not disassemble the Bomb.

Although, yes, the Bomb will inevitably lose pieces of itself in the act of discharge;

But it will win against the Sword, every, single, time

For as long as it may be sustained...

For none may sustain the Bomb forever

No man, no god, no entity can escape the end of all things;

The Bomb is sustained, it keeps and it defends against any and all.

But the Bomb, being made of many individual pieces, is doomed to failure

As one piece will become unsatisfied with its purpose;

And all it takes for the Bomb to destroy itself is one piece to remove itself.

And the Sword waiting ever so patiently for the Bomb to fall back into pieces,

The Sword would say unto the Bomb;

«The world is not built on the laws men love.

The universe is run by extinction, and if anything is to survive the end of all things,

It will live not by the smile, but by the Sword.

Not in a soft place, but in a hard hell.

Not in the rotting bog of artificial paradise,

But in the cold, hard, self-verifying truth of the only judge.