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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: *points at you* What he said... and magic isn't even what it is truly believed to entail, from my point of view, this set of cosmic laws by which God and Grandfather shaped the spheres, is simply more laws of physics as you would call them. Magic is just a word primitive cultures labelled this set of properties of reality...

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My father always described magic as its own energy source with unique rules and patterns that make sense in context.

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Your father sounds like a wise man. that is exactly how we see it, though we don't label it as magic. We call it spirit or aether, and it is exactly that. But more like a primordial force that precedes the material laws, hence why it can dominate them...

Soldier Boy: *Looks perplexed between the two of you* Still not getting this...

Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: *Sighs and rubs forehead* It is not easy getting people out of a closed mindset... by God's grace! *Sighs again*

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Think about electricity. It's a force with an origin and rules. Magic is the same—it has a lot of properties you might not expect, which leads to things like rituals and channels. But fundamentally, once you have magic, you can convince it to do work for you.

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Soldier Boy: Electrictiy, that i can basically tell it 'heel boy!' yup...

Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: You're already using it with the tesseract! I saw when you terraformed phobos and how you basically performed an intuitive prayer to activate it... did you never thought for one second that what you were pulling there was a ritual?

Soldier Boy: Uuuh, so you can remember that event?

Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Were above the dimension of time here?...

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Plus, what else is any electronic device? We constrain them with sigils and they obey us. Resonated with crystals.

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Soldier Boy: I mean... that does kinda make sense, and since i, now, no longer have a choice in denying it because the fact is literally staring in my face now, i guess we can rock with it.

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There are forces deeper than magic which few understand. If any. My ability to multiply isn’t magic, nor is it technology.

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Soldier Boy: Okay, enough brain scorching for a day, now show me how you were pulling those jujitsu moves earlier...

Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: *Looks between the both of your copy armies proudly like a satisfied teacher*

Soldier Boy: *Starts to show some signs of more discipline after some practice* Alright... alright... this is interesting...

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Looks like you're hitting your stride!

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Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: *Looks with a determined gaze at the both of our armies* Alright people! It is time you understood why these monsters are so dangerous and not merely ugly and illogical...

Soldier Boy: *Looks perplexed at Ar'Gavryiell* Hold on... back up... so you sayin' that them being sickeningly fugly is not enough?

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Making fun of appearances is rude, Ben. You can’t easily control what you look like.

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Soldier Boy: Are you for real right now? I couldn't make fun of these THINGS even if i wanted to!

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When you travel the world, you meet others of all kinds of shapes and sizes. Many won't appreciate what you look like.

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Soldier Boy: *Displays an over the top false gagging reflex while all my copies point mockingly at the simulacrums*

Arch Numakhiim Ar'Gavryiell: Alright you children, but Prism is right... despite this being out of place here, there are some life forms across the vastness that... let's just say the concept of a biped humanoid creature is as alien as the concept of a spherical planet...

But in the present moment, these abominations are not considered life of any kind. There's a reason even Maelar and his demon hordes stay far enough away from C'Thon despite his ilk would make one think they are from the same camp...

Maelar is a creature that was once a cherished son of the heavens, these were not only not created by God or any of the natural laws he fashioned, but one can argue they don't even exist... for whatever madness that might entail...

Have you ever known the feeling of being watched or stalked but you could never quite put your finger on who or what is responsible for that feeling? In some cases those are ghosts, in others demons... in many however it is just a malfunctioning survival instinct triggering in a young species... like humans... basically paranoia...

But when C'thon hunts, it makes sure you know you are being hunted and by the time you see one of its apparitions, it is already to late... like you are deep in the spider's web, entangled beyond any reasonable way of getting out, and now you see the spider as its about to eat you....

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That description is... as uncomfortable as it is realistic. How do we fight something like that?

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*The moan stops abruptly after you ask and you suddenly feel an intense and unexplainable dread that begins filling your body, every system in you triggers errors and unpossessable information warnings as you see the door and room before you elongate like a scene from a nightmare where the corridor you are trying to reach the end of, keeps extending...*

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∆: D-damn it... W-what is going on...

*My voice sounded glitchy, almost inhuman. I feel a splitting headache, which hurts more than it should, considering I've never felt any pain close to this. I begin walking forward, but it's almost as if something is pushing back...*