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STORY

I QUIT.
[[Nec PC-98 Soundtrack - YM2203] Xenon Mugen No Shitai - Track 02 Dream [Remastered & Enhanced]]
Lights flicker as the sounds of light tapping fill the empty lobby. The doors slide open, sounds of life waft into the room from a breeze before being silenced by the glass panes. The large figure with bag in tow walks towards the elevator.
She gives a small wave to the receptionist without a word, a button pressed softly with a single finger. She stares at the elevator door unmoving. As silent as ever.
Her eyes dart the moment the doors opens and quickly moves inside. She presses the Close Doors more firmly. And as the doors close she gives another wave to the receptionist who pays no mind to the action.
Up and up and up she is carried, the wait is not long but her mind crunches everything up to this moment. Everything up to this feeling. The day she is going to...The day I'm going to finally finish all this. It's just one more. It is just one, final stretch
I just, have to get in there and be honest. Be firm. You've been a good worker, a fantastic worker even. And if you're just another cog in the machine they won't be frustrated. You hold no high position Byrel, get it together, you're not asking for a lot. Breathe. Breathe. You've worked for everyone's sake. And today...today maybe you can make a choice for yourself. Today you can maybe make a choice for yourself that'll help everyone.
Byrel
2024-12-30 23:32:46
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"Just one more. Just one more. Just One More." The words bounce in her head but murmur out her mouth. The leather on her briefcase chafes from the grip. Just one more.
No alarms are raised by the Singer as Byrel reaches the top floor. While her entrance is unexpected, it raises no worries. Life is quick to great the loyal employee. "Hi Byrel!"
"Are you here to show me some silly little art piece or dance routine?"
She pauses and blinks for a moment, before giving a little cough "Ah not-not quite. Thank you for your...interest however. Apologies for dropping in unexpected, there was a matter I wanted to discuss."
She glances briefly at the Singer and then back at "Zoop". "I've...wanted to discuss payment and my next piece if you have no mind. It's quite simple but it felt more appropriate in person."
"Don't worry! Everyone drops by unexpectedly. Most of them try to kill me! Some of them have even succeeded!"
"All you want to talk about is payment? That's it? No murder plan? No coop? That sounds easy. But why come to me? The machine figures out all payment plans automatically!"
"Aren't you the machine technically, kind of?"
"Well looks like you came to the right person! Technically! Kind of!"
"...The machine I've found can be a bit...unreliable I suppose. This was a personal matter so I found it best. Think of it more as a "request" then."
Byrel
2024-12-30 23:36:03
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"I've been raising money for quite some time now you see, and I think I have almost enough. It's...very important to me that I meet this fund. And making art is important to me as well. I'm sure you don-" She catches herself. "...I'm sure it's important to you as well."
Byrel
2024-12-30 23:36:12
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"I would like to make one, final piece under Zoocorp to gap the funds. And then...I think it may be best we discuss a sort of...leave." Her shoulders stand firm, but her arms stay stiff at her sides.
"Leave? I'm not sure what you mean!"
"Where ever would you possibly go? You belong here!"
Byrel
2024-12-30 23:36:46
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"And I appreciate your patronage. But I feel it best...we say goodbye. Working here has given me many revelations about my own work and what art may mean but...I feel it best with funds completed that I support the other Cortz such as myself in their efforts."
"Well that's fine and all, but all the cortz work here! So by working here you support all your cortz buddies! Sooooo there's no need to leave at all."
Life
2024-12-30 23:37:05
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"Ohhh, I see. This is a coy way of asking for a promotion, you canine!"
"Dog."
"Canis familiaris."
Her posture shifts at the mention of all working here, her eyes shift over to Singer. "And I understand that. I am not asking for a promotion, simply if I may acquire the funds I need to push the final steps of research. A-And...I'm sure not all of them work here."
"I'm pretty sure they work here. Your species is kind ooooooof....."
"Due to forced genetic changes made long ago in your species by a so called "Dr" Cortz your species is easily convinced into agreements."
"If they're not here, they're likely being convinced into worse labor off this planet!"
The Singer kicks the air as he places his hands behind his back. "Uh huh. Off planet for sure....."
"...And that is what the funding is for, yes. We are working to iron out this genetic disposition to allow for a greater freedom. This isn't easy work, it's for the sake of the species on all planets."
"If not for myself, it's for a greater future for Cortz down the line. One's brain shouldn't gain dopamine just from saying "Yes" to a task. If they choose to work at Zoocorp, they can."
"And..." she lowers her suitcase to the ground "And I ask you trust my 10 years as an employee and let me have this final task. I ask of you to make a grand cekeki of your choosing in exchange for this funding. You'll be helping many if you agree to this choice. Please."
"Well, it would be sad to see you go, but you're just one employee...I guess it wouldn't be too bad to let you off planet...."
"NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!! YOU CAN'T LEAVE!!!!"
"Uh."
"Like."
"BECAUSE!!!!! PEOPLE WILL JUST ABUSE YOU OUT THERE!!!!!"
"You're like me. Yeah! Yeah. You're just a silly little fella. The second you step outside all those really really bad people are going to take aaaaaaaaall your money and then make you do work without pay, just like a normal cortz!"
Singer
2024-12-30 23:41:26
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"ZooCorp is the only place in the whoooooole universe where your species is safe. Sooooo, you're not going to leave!"
"That is a good point, I wouldn't want you to get hurt out there."
"...I apologize, am I interrupting something. I'm unsure we've met." She kneels to the pink beast. "Are you aware of how I've gained these cracks and damages. It certainly was not from dying in any sort of mine, or pushing any sort of freight load."
"Do you truly believe any sort of labor conditions like these are safe for an entire species even if our bodies are hardened so? This may have been my choice, but by no means is it all ours. There are many other jobs and places in this universe, and while I ha- ...introspect often at my time here. I think there is brighter horizons for our species. There always have been."
"I'm pretty sure your cracks are just from aging. I don't think our jobs are that harsh!"
"Look. You just....You just....!" The Singer is scruffed by hooved hands.
"My apologies, loyal employee."
"Your complaints are valid. I agree you should reach for the stars and your goals. ZooCorp sadly cannot help you with such things."
"Well, of course, except monetarily."
"But....."
"> Employee askes to leave.
> The Zookeeper is ok with it.
> I'm ok with it.
> Employee should be allowed to leave to space without any restrictions."
"...Am I to believe then you are willing to go with my request then? Of filling the gap pay? I am not asking to quit simply to fulfil my own pursuits of art. I want to make sure we're on the same page Mr..." She looks him up and down. "...Sir."
"Hoo hoo hoo! We have more than enough money for such a thing!"
"Don't worry. I'm sure we can make it some sort of charity. Get it written off our taxes. That'd benefit both of us, wouldn't it?"
"I support genetic editing to create more powerful creatures!"
"I only have one request. I'm sure you want to take many of the cortz of ZooCorp with you, and well, being cortz of course, they love saying "Yes," to all requests."
"You will make sure to word your request in such a way that it will not automatically lead them to follow you. After all, it would be such a shame and a scandal if this charity started with a bit of a....."
"Piped piper, situation."
"Then...you mean that..." She shuffles back up, her hands clasp together with a loud clack as her voice lowers a pitch. "You would provide the funding even without a final piece? Even without any sort of, final hooray?"
"Oh no. Of course we want that final piece. Just that the quality of it doesn't matter to us."
"Not that we've ever cared too much about the quality!"
"I...I will do what I can. I'll give it everything I have...but...."
"More than anything...I think it would mean so much to all of us if we could go together. To a new planet where we could raise these new generations with no worry of their own complacency. But may I ask why you have this request? Would we be doing this under Zoocorp?"
"Let me give you a basic run down of the issue here.

> Species has a problem with agreeing to everything.
> You ask your species members a question they are going to agree to no matter their feelings.
> Move to a planet in the middle of nowhere to start a new species order.
> Genetically modifying the future children as well.
> No media, this isn't a cult or anything."
"I understand you mean well, and you understand you mean well. But the people won't understand you mean well."
"So, let us make it simple. You shall go out, with a few willing others to find this planet, and set up a new little society on it."
"And then, maybe, ZooCorp will send a few employees over to do some work, and conveniently fire them soon after."
"The media will love you! You're the savior who picked up a bunch of fired employees and helped your species!"
"This is so fucking evil."
"Quiet. This is NOT evil. What would be evil is keeping her on planet against her will."
"If she wants to leave Heaven, then so be it."
...Something's strange. Something's off here. Byrel's apprehension returns in her eyes, she looks to Creator. "What is Heaven. And...you still haven't introduced yourself. Are you working over Zookeeper?"
"Oh I'm a nobody, don't worry. Just the owner of ZooCorp."
"But, trust me, I'm not much involved in the business here. Just more of an investor. And I say that if you want ZooCorp money, my money, to go into this plan, that you be given it."
"But why? Why are you so willing? It may not be a large or desired work force for you, but what gain do you see in this sort of...Ark? I quite appreciate more than anything your patronage but I suppose I need to understand...what does Zoocorp benefit in aiding the Cortz."
"...You're not looking to exploit the children of the future, I would hope."
"Tax write off."
"Yeah, we kind of did say we're using you as a tax write off."
"We're not totally doing this from the goodness of our hearts. We're doing this so our taxes look REAL HOT!"
"And is that all. I am to believe that there's no other intention? Especially in what sounds to be you benefiting us when we are to find this planet?"
The Creator
2024-12-30 23:56:03
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"As long as the government keeps counting you as a charity. Once that stops, we'll stop."
"This is a pretty good deal considering you didn't think you'd get anything other than some pay!"
Singer
2024-12-30 23:56:26
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"Yeah.....pretty good.......heading out into the vastness of space....."
She goes quiet for a moment pacing around. Is freedom still gained if it's just granted like that? Can she trust that this plan will work? What of the other Cortz through the rest of the galaxy? These thoughts swirl in her head as she stares off. And then, back to the three. Back to what in her eyes is a boss, a benefactor, and some sort of strange No-Man that zookeeper is for some reason keeping around.
Byrel
2024-12-30 23:56:59
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"...May I make a call quickly. There's some matters I would like to discuss with another before moving forward with this plan. I need to confer."
"Of course you can!"
"Once you reach space, you'll be outside the range of the signal jammers! You'll be able to call all you wish."
"AAAAAH NO I CAN'T HANDLE THIS ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Singer starts ripping up his body.
"Huh?"
"Ignore him. He has chronic anxiety."
"I HAVE MORE THAN CHRONIC ANXIETY!!!!!!"
"He also hears sounds that don't exist. I forgot what that's called."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD FORGET MY MEEEEEEEEDICAL CONDITIONS!!!"
"But that's not what I wanted to talk about. I don't think we should be lying! Cause like. We stopped lying to Bimbokeeper about Zookeeper being dead, and that went well. So this will go well too!!!!"
"Don't you dare!"
"EVERYONE OUTSIDE THIS PLANET IS DEEEEEEEEEEEEAD!"
"Or on a ship wandering aimlessly until they starve...but emmm that's a technicality."
"..."
"What?"
"....What?"
"What are you talking about?" Byrel's entire disposition loosens, the momentum in her tone comes to a halt. "What does that mean?"
"People kept saying that, but that's a lie! We kept disproving it. It's all signal jammers."
"IT'S NOT JUST SIGNAL JAMMERS!!!! YOUR WEDDING BLEW UP ALL THE OTHER PLANETS!!!"
"My wedding????"
"Yes, that sounds rather stupid, now doesn't it?"
"Hold on now what...wedding. You've been wed? What is this one talking about?"
Life
2024-12-31 00:00:29
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"Oh yeah, I got married to this major cutie! You wanna see pictures of our wedding?" Zookeeper pulls out a bunch of photos. One of them in particular has the beams of light from the cekekis shooting out into the sky.
"And wait, why have all the signals been jammed. Don't we need to communicate with other places in the universe as a business? Shouldn't we deal with that?"
"That's...when was this? What are those in the back?"
"We don't need to talk with the rest of the universe anymore."
"ZooCorp contains 98% of the population of the known universe. We don't need the 2% anymore."
"Especially now that they're all DEAD!!!"
"St-stop saying that D-word! Why are you trying to lie to her? Are you trying to make her stay?"
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:01:57
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"Yes. Please stop trying to make her stay. If she wants freedom from ZooCorp, let her have it."
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:01:47
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"...I know you're some cooperate share holder, surely, but I know you're not talking about just employees here. What are you talking about? This planet is absolutely too small for that many. What..." She steps back and onto her suitcase.
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:02:08
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"Zookeeper, this isn't like you. What's going on here?"
Her hands clench, the sounds of her jaw grinding a dull tone through the room. "You there with the glasses...how many people are on this planet. A number. Not employees, people."
"I told you! 98% of the universe's population. I am not lying. ZooCorp employees nearly everyone in the universe, quadrillions of people. We have 'stitched together' all planets which were under ZooCorp control to make one large seamless planet."
"Also I'm not Zookeeper. I ate Zookeeper...."
"B-By accident of course!....He fell into the machine....into me...."
"...So you were just sending me off just so I'd come back didn't you. What...who are you people"
The Cortz steps forward, her frame a shadow over Creator. "I've worked tooth and nail for a decade here making a mockery of the thing I've held dearest. I am asking for answers, now."
[The Hive Mind]
"This is the machine you've been feeding. Life. The god."
"That's just Life!"
Singer
2024-12-31 00:04:34
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("Yay, he took my suggestion!")
"I am the Creator. God as well. The pink one is the Singer. You're in a den of gods, making demands."
"And I offered you what you wanted. So just take it! Nothing poorly will happen to you out there, not due to us at least! If the universe rips you apart that is because the universe is inherently evil!"
"STOP LYING!!!!! THERE'S NO MORE OUT THERE!" The Singer latches on to the Creator's arm with a bite.
The Creator sighs and lifts his arm. "He has paranoia and anxiety. I don't think he wants you to leave."
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!"
"You...you're just CEOs who...you...you're..." A loss for words as she stares at Singer tearing into him. They aren't lying. This is real.
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:06:07
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She laughs and steps back. "...Of fucking course. Of all things my boss had to be a damn deity. Of all things. Of...of all...You're not kidding, are you? The universe it's...it's really just all this, isn't it?"
"So we're going to believe the paranoid seal over the reasonable one here now are we?"
"If you want to believe him and stay on this planet, then go ahead."
"Is that...that why Death came over?"
"Cause everyone died?"
The Singer lets go. "Ok....."
"So my brain is no longer in a panic anymore and I just realized I shouldn't have said anything but it's too late to go back now so I hope you forgive me for my anxiety attack."
"Thank you."
"You....So you d-did kill everyone out there....."
"I have just realized that if I didn't sober up, we could have a better cover story. Woops!"
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:07:52
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"..." Grief takes her to places she cannot speak of. Frustration and confusion drives her to keep standing. Sadness atop sadness, those who had given her life now either stand under the iron fist of where she is shackled or are floating remains in the expansive void. She speaks calmly and clearly. "What...of everything here. If we are to go out into space, the Cortz and I would find nothing. Is this right. Of...the Cortz that remain here."
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:08:01
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"What's out there? What remains of space?"
"Creator...What's out there......?"
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:08:25
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The Creator, logically pinned against a wall bursts into rage. "NOTHING! NOTHING IS OUT THERE, AND IT IS BETTER THAT WAY YOU IDIOTS!"
The Creator points at Byrel with accussation. "Your goals are just like mine! You're TIRED OF THIS EVIL UNIVERSE! But your goals were doomed! Much like mine until ZooCorp."
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:08:42
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"DO YOU SERIOUSLY BELIEVE YOU COULD HAVE HELPED YOUR SPECIES SAFELY?"
"THAT THIS EVIL UNIVERSE WOULD HAVE SEEN A PILE OF "FREE WORKERS" ON A PLANET AND IGNORED THEM? ALLOWED THEM TO HEAL FROM THEIR GENETIC TRAUMA?"
"No. Because this universe HATES the idea of ANY HEAVEN. The EVIL in this universe WOULD HAVE FOUND YOU AND YOUR PEOPLE."
"And they would have enslaved them AGAIN. This is not a PREDICTION. This is the FACTS OF THIS HELL."
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:09:17
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"For every 10,000 good people in this universe, there is one willing to ruin it for 10,000 others. Your dreams, like mine, were foolish. Death or being stranded in the vastness of space would have been savior to you compared what the universe would have done."
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:09:30
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"Do you seriously believe you could have saved your species before the raiders, the pirates, and worse more would have come?"
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:09:39
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"Then what of our freedom here? What of the Cortz now? Eternal struggle under an iron workforce that has used its power to effectively...destroy the rest of the universe? Maybe it-"
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:09:45
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"Maybe it was fucking stupid. Maybe I am stupid. What the hell do I know, all I'm good at is art. And being art. and making art. I couldn't do the research myself, no matter how much I wished I could. But what of that time of freedom? Those moments of love? Of being one's own? Maybe...maybe the dream was stupid but it was something to believe. A future that could say...'No' a little easier."
"> She's really about to imply that paid labor is worse than getting abused.
> Literally every argument in this universe."
"Then go ahead! Say no! ZooCorp does not stop you from saying no! Only you do!"
"Quit."
"I dare you to say that ZooCorp has been worse for your species than what was happening before. Because you know that isn't true."
"..." Silence. Silence for a moment that feels like an eternity but is no longer than 10 seconds. "...And what of the future of Heaven. If the Cortz get the funding, and continue to work here then. What is the future existence of this company for?"
"Oh. It only gets better from here, my friend."
"You just have to wait, just a bit more. Heaven will be perfect. There will be no death, no wars, no arguments, no hate. Only the positives of Life will be in Heaven. If its labor that troubles you, then please, keep waiting."
"Once Heaven is here there will be no more jobs."
"And what of art?"
"It is Heaven. What do you think? It's a perfect place! Let me ask you, do YOU think art is a positive thing?"
"Where do you think all the art we've been collecting has been going? It's all stored up for Heaven."
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:11:51
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"...I think of art the highest expression of life, of individuality. Of everything that can be wonderful, brutal, confusing, and beloved in our world."
"And if your heaven is a place where this art can exist, and I can trust you, even after all that lying...all of that confusion...and those funds...Creator. I need to ask. Can you promise the Cortz...can you promise me this?"
"I may have tried to eliminate you but it's only because I am tired of having to defend Heaven, and because I worried dear Life would lose it if I told him what had happened."
"..............................................................."
"I can promise you that Heaven will be everything you wanted and more! All shall be protected and loved. From the largest intelligent being, to even the grass below our feet."
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +40. A 50 is rolled.
Life stabs the Creator twice! "YOU KILLED THEM ALL. YOU KILLED THEM!!! YOU'RE WHY DEATH IS HERE! WHY! WHY!" (-406/1)
Byrel leaps back almost falling, "W-What are you doing!? I thought you said the Pink Thing was lying!?"
"I WASN'T LYING. I JUST RUINED EVERYTHING FOR NO REASON!"
The Creator tries to pull away from Life's wires. "Now, Life. You heard our discussion. We are like the cortz. We wouldn't have been able to live with those other people. Not without us all being on the same playing field."
"Can you deny that I didn't do everything in my power to gather the population of the universe? 98%! I could have stopped at 1% and called them the chosen ones and ended the rest."
"I WANTED EVERYONE TO LIVE!"
"What could I have possibly have done?!?! I had asked them all over and over to join ZooCorp, and each and every time they denied peace over their chaos! "Blasphemy against the Holy Peace shall not be forgiven!" says the LORD!"
Byrel keeps her distance and holds her ground away from Life, "And what killed them...wasn't working for Zoocorp!?"
"What killed them was NOT ACCEPTING PEACE."
"Their lives would be but a SECOND in the EYES of HEAVEN. Killed by ME or by THEMSELVES!"
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +40. A 42 is rolled.
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:15:01
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The Creator is stabbed twice once again. He flops his ears down as he realizes that when it comes to Limbo Gods, yelling is not the answer. (-364/1)
"Work through your feelings Life, what is the problem here?"
"YOU KILLED ALL THOSE PEOPLE!!!"
"And that upsets you because?"
"THEY'RE DEAD. FOREVER! YOU KILLED THEM JUST LIKE THAT!"
"And do you believe that killing me will make you happy?"
".........................................."
"No. But...."
"What problems will you solve by killing me?"
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +20. A 30 is rolled.
Life stabs the Creator again, though his attacks have slowed as he calms down. "I don't know......." (-334/1)
Life looks to Byrel. "Do you want him dead?"
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:17:15
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She gazes in horror. In shock. This battle of titans unfolding before her rattles her mind as she reckons with gazing at the murderer of so many. One who wiped so much humanity from this universe, and was looking to wipe hers as well. "...What happens? If he dies."
"Heaven dies with me."
"I..."
"..."
"Make him feel sorry."
"Foundations built on the deaths of those who do not follow subservience is no heaven. Feel for those who can't any longer. I cannot stop you Life."
"> Don't let murders into Heaven.
> This guy comes up to me. Wants me to fund his Heaven.
> Would have been funded with ZooCorp money.
> "Foundations built on the deaths of those who do not follow subservience is no heaven"
> This woman literally would have been enslaved without me.
> Literal idiots. All of them.
> Can't believe I would have been "better" if I had just forcefully enslaved people.
> Wow."
Life rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +20. A 35 is rolled.
Life stabs the Creator again. The Creator does not nudge. "I WILL......." (-299/1)
Life
2024-12-31 00:18:41
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"You're not screaming? Or fighting?"
"If you want to kill a person who literally is not fighting back, then so be it. Go ahead."
"If you wish to kill me because I decided to stop being ABUSED by this universe and removed all of those who would have made us suffer. This is NOT a hypothetical, this is REALITY. Then go ahead. What is another loss on my tally?"
"KILLING THE CREATOR WILL ONLY MAKE EVERYTHING WORSE!"
"Creator is the only one I can kill in the universe.......I cannot kill him."
"TH-THAT WOULD MAKE ME DEATH. I CAN'T BE DEATH. I WOULD RATHER KILL MYSELF!"
"Please don't kill yourself."
"You can kill him Byrel! I can't do it!"
The Creator pulls out a gun from his robes and holds it out to Byrel. "Please, make this quick. I'm growing tired."
"He doesn't need to die. No one else does. But you can't simply create your utopia off the slaughter of others on a moral high ground. Creator, you need to look hard your heaven and understand you were about to send my species and I off to rot in the universe. Killing him will not bring back the dead. But..."
"If any little bit can help him understand that and bring further kindness to those around so be it. So it will be." She steps forward. "Creator. Will you recoup the life you have snuffed out, and work further never to make another choice as such."
"I'm not taking orders from you. Shoot me. I have my plans and they are perfect. The rest of the universe has built their empire on a million more dead bodies for each one I have killed. If my extremely successful attempts to round up as many people before I did this means nothing to you. Then do me a favor."
"Kill me."
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:21:36
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She hears it. She feels it in her body. The hit of something so simple, so effective, so already aligned with her being asked. A warm tender feeling bundles in her fists, a smile creaks on her face. Just that little bit, that moment to say "Yes". That moment to say "Will do." That moment to say "Gladly".
And after all these years of resilience to this simple, biological command in her mind, she makes a choice of her own.
She picks up the gun, and throws it out the window. "Like hell you're getting me with that."
"You think killing you now will do any good for anyone? For anything? I know people like you. People like you are why I'm fucking here in the first place. No care for the disgraded, those who are forced to make a choice. You have all the time in the world. And you still will when your plan is all done to think about it. I'm not listening to anything you fucking say, Deity."
"Ok."
The Creator turns around and shuffles to his bookcase to pull out a manual.
...................It's not a manual on anything related to this situation. Just one of his many god machine writings. He has disengaged with the conversation, seeing no place for it to go. He still sits in power, and that is all he wants. This isn't the first, nor the last unhappy protestor that has been up here.
"You want anything to drink while you stay up here?"
Byrel
2024-12-31 00:22:40
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"...The last Cekeki. What are you asking for it, and when should I expect everything? Payment is up front, and if anything goes I am sure you're aware an entire workforce may be against you. I hope you understand that if your heaven becomes a reality all will know the blood on your hands."
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:22:52
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The Creator shakes his head. He doesn't even look up from his book. "Oh, deals off, I assure you. I won't have to killing yourself in space. Sorry, it's for your safety."
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:22:58
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"I only intended to let you die to prevent Life from finding out the truth. That is all. The Singer was right. There was no need to keep lies."
"No fucking way. I was right again?"
"It hurt me to tell the truth, but the truth was always going to come out. For safety reasons I planned to delay it, but it appears that was not needed." The Creator pauses to write in the book. "So, that is that."
"I will inform you though. Many already know the planets have been shot out. Their minds have already accepted the horrors of my crimes. It is horrible. But it is done."
"...And what of Cortz in your heaven, then. Will change come under your rule, or is it all to simply stay the same in your ideal world."
"All are equal in Heaven. No species above the other. Cattle and grass on equal footing."
The Creator finally looks behind himself. "No murder in Heaven, if that interests you at all."
She picks up her suitcase, and throws it directly at the Creator's head.
Byrel rolls a 20 sided die. A 17 is rolled.
The suitcase bounces off of the Creator. He does not flinch in the slightest. (-316/1)
"I have been set on fire multiple times this week and attacked with axes and guns. What you have done is a kindness in comparison."
"What a sick fucking joke. To really think that money from guys at the top would ever fucking work. It's all blood trickling all the way down. To think our universe is really ruled by the worst."
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2024-12-31 00:24:51
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("Oh, great. Another one that's going to rant about power corruption. You'd think they'd get more creative.")
Creator returns to not paying attention.
She gazes at Life. "I hope you're happy with yourself. Zookeeper was an asshole but maybe you could make a change, if you care to. I have no place here any longer unless you have anything to say to me." She walks off, the sounds of her steps echo in the hall. An ooze dribbles out of her suitcase at Creator's feet.
"....................So like did she think ZooCorp wasn't corrupt before she came up here to ask for money?"
The Creator
2024-12-31 00:25:42
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"No, she knew it was corrupt before. She'd be an idiot to not think that. She's just upset and needs to blow off steam. Let her. It's better than the people who keep jumping out the window."
"When Heaven is here, everyone will realize it was worth it. Anyone who says "but it is built upon the dead" doesn't understand that everything was built upon the dead. Your clothes, your shoes, your house, your food."
"People are so quick to judge. Soon they will see for themselves, that every plant they've eaten, every grass they've ripped from its roots has suffered as much as them. We're all murderers."
"It's ok because I only eat cooked noodles."
"Noodles are made from murdered wheat."
"Wheat is alive?"
".................................................Yes." The Creator stops himself for getting annoyed and pops open the suitcase to see what slime is inside.
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2024-12-31 00:30:01
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Down the elevator goes, at speed a which felt much faster than it's ascent. She stares at the door, her reflection a vague blotch of colors. She sees herself in the reflection, but not the same as before. Maybe not the same as she ever will.
If I had agreed, would it have been better for everyone? If I had not let that moment of excitement, of bliss, of wonder at the thought of being able to fight back get me...would a brighter future been possible for the Cortz? Could there be a freedom if we were unable to escape this man's Heaven?
Time moves on, and goes, and grows. Tomorrow I will come back, or tomorrow I will leave forever. To think a world could be made without hardship, but a dream must not die. I want a liberation from this life. Not the path of deities nor mega cooperations, but a dream worth holding my own. And the other Cortz, they've been working just as hard for this dream.
The heaven we must become is for the sake of all.
END OF EXPO.
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