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Catching up on promised entries:

9/6/2015

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Well, might as well start with the song I crafted a couple days ago, Frostbite.
It goes like this:

Things were bad before
In my state of stupor.
I had no right to complain;
I wasn't in my dark days.

Death's around the corner,
Shaken or stirred.
I'd been safe in mind,
And now I hate that lie.


I've got frostbite,
I can't see the light,
I've got frostbite,
Not a pretty sight
I've got frostbite
Frostbite.


I hate my state of being,
Now up against a fiend.
Can't remember beauty I saw,
Oh how everything is gone.

All those things I mistook
As happiness lie dead at my foot.
There's nothing left for me to do,
Except accept defeat and lose.


I've got frostbite,
I can't see the light,
I've got frostbite,
Not a pretty sight
I've got frostbite
Frostbite.


Let cold feet go too far,
Nowhere left to go;
Was a burning star,
Now just an unknown.


I've got frostbite,
I can't see the light,
I've got frostbite,
Not a pretty sight
I've got frostbite
Frostbite.

I've got frostbite,
I can't see the light,
I've got frostbite,
Not a pretty sight
I've got frostbite
Frostbite.

Frostbite.


I quite like it, because it plays pretty heavily into the previous song, Cold Feet. The bridge is even in the style of Cold Feet, albeit using much simpler rhymes. Like I originally said, the song doesn't represent me as I am, but represents a state of being that is me as I could be should the problems listed in Cold Feet persist--eventually, I'd be left with nothing.


Anyway, I also said I'd explain that one story which is basically a storybook/fairy tale/biblical myth combo. To keep the long story short, it goes something like this:

In the year 1000 BA, known by the old calendar as 2000 AD, there was a young man. This young man met the devil, who saw his vast potential and desired his soul. The man demanded a price so steep that he was sure the devil would refuse, as he asked for the impossible: the power to make anything he dreamed of become reality. The devil, however, not concerned by such trivial concerns as the laws of reality, could grant this wish...and did, sealing the contract.

He knew very good and well what the man would attempt to do with this new-found god-like power, so built within the contract were some safe-guards--were the man to die or a thousand years pass without his soul having been collected, he would automatically forfeit his soul. Furthermore, while his powers were god-like, he would not be granted any ability that would allow him to get out of the deal, meaning that no loophole abuse could take place.

Still, he scrutinized the contract all the same. Having rejected god by virtue of agreeing to the contract, yet having no desire to become a servant of the devil, he aspired to use his powers to the best of his abilities--at first, making small changes, but as time progressed, becoming as important as God himself, just limited by his physical form. He kept checking for outs, finding none, and time passed with these changes he made vastly altering the human race: war, famine, drought, plagues, all the bad in the world, he was slowly weeding out, and while some corruption and criminal activity remained, he was personally helping solve most of it.

He had created a paradise, with mankind discovering all types of new cosmic secrets, building technologies they never could have dreamed of, expanding both deeper into their own planet and out into the stars, colonizing space. He had saved the ecosystem while prevented humanity's overpopulation problem, yet he knew this paradise of his was set to end. After the thousand years would end, he would become the devil's servant, and all his hard work would be undone, leaving humanity just as bad off if not worse than they were before.

So he resigned himself to his fate, having calculated the exact time when he would have his soul taken, and when the day neared for him to be taken...he had but one thought on his mind: "I wish...that I could leave a legacy behind, a legacy of good to continue after my life is claimed by evil." And much to his surprise, this wish had drastic effect: across all worlds, but especially Earth where he continued to reside, many of his descendants (which he naturally had plenty of) spontaneously began to develop super-powers.

While none of them, individually, held the god-like power of their forefather, each still possessed great talents and together, would have power even greater than their creator. Thus, the first superheroes were born.

When the man was taken by the devil, the devil instructed the man to return to the world, and to use his dream-fulfillment power to destroy the utopia that had formed, furious that the man had been able to create such a thriving world that could exist even after he had left it. Only, upon his return to the land of the living, the man faced an army of his children. Him having warned them of this event, they had fully prepared themselves to defend and counterattack.

For while the man himself was bound by the contract...his descendants, being new humans each with their own soul, had the free will to not be ruled by such restrictions. Thus, the heroes fought off their father, and invaded hell itself to put the devil in his place. When all was said and done, they were able to free the man from the contract, albeit at the cost of every power he possessed save immortality, allowing him to continue walking the Earth (and all other humanity-inhabited planets) for eternity.

The devil, not satisfied with happily-ever-after, had plans, though. While he had only controlled the man for a short while, he controlled the man long enough for the man to give birth to tainted hellspawn seeds, monsters that could manifest in the physical world, along with humans granted the power of the devil that are bound to his will. Furthermore, with all superheroes being humans with free will, some of the less-virtuous heroes would be susceptible to corruption, able to be tempted into his will.

Thus, the first supervillains were born. And the struggle between the two continues as humanity expands into the universe, with their lives being good yet not perfect.


...Yes, that's the short version. If the man gains a name in the story, it'd probably be Adam, since it's appropriate, as the birth of modern humanity while also the source of humanity's modern sins. And, yes. In whatever story this would be (because this would probably be a story-within-a-story; I find the mythology I just built fairly interesting), it would be a combo sci-fi-fantasy-supernatural setting, vaguely similar to the Rubyverse except in the future. (Including that not all monsters are evil. By default, they are slaves to the devil, but on rare occasions, they can break free of his control. For those that're not very interested in humanity, this generally leads to them being independent agents, working for themselves, or monstrous beasts hunted by both sides, depending on threat level. For those that are interested in humanity, they can gain a soul while retaining their hell-based powers, making them "good". But for justifiable reasons, obviously still facing discrimination. If 99/100 of something was evil, and you just so happened to meet the 1/100 who wasn't, you're probably not going to think they're the 1/100.)
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