The Self was inserted into a discursive interaction with the construct known as the World. Based upon what we assume in interactions, there is something out there which we associate as a world. Even if the demon of the madman Laplace holds a veil over our eyes to disguise, something must be because we cannot contain all that we think, we cannot contain a concept or idea in its totality and infinity because we are finite we cannot be all there is the mind cannot be the World the World must be a coexistence which puts these existences together otherwise it all falls to discursive nonbeing and shatters apart.
There is a possibility of simulation and falsehood which we cannot penetrate, being as we are with our knowledge of Self and World being incomplete, to fully understand the Self is to fully understand a subroutine of the program known as the World and thus look backwards and cut through time and space to find the core of that which is World over that which is Self. When World is understood, the Self can expand to become the World and reach across a point in Being where time and space are concepts that cease to be.
But that in itself is flawed.
Concepts cannot "die". Isolated parts of them can cease to "be", the concept of time is meaningless in the point in space known as the Singularity as sub-3 is only quantifiable, but outside of this point in space time continues to be, as a concept cannot die in all instances after being formed. Concepts are merely components of a world though, so shatter the world and the concepts come crawling out. Drive the knife in, twist the knife, paint the lines and carve along them with a grin splitting your face as all goes black and it all comes tumbling down.
I wonder, I wonder...
Suppose I let it break. Suppose I let it shatter and come undone.
Undone.
The ultimate state of chaos is "undoing", but chaos as a concept exists outside an isolated Reality and into the Reality which is not that encompasses what "is" beyond merely the World from which the Self is cut out of the dirt. So then, Chaos as a concept inherently lords over the Sphere that presides over it. Chaos is thus greater than itself. Error- Contradiction in terms of the world. Contradiction resolved because Chaos is in itself contradictory.
Wish, wish, wish, wish, wish. A desire by the Self to change something about the World in order to orient reality to a more favorable end. The Self is assumed as a part of the World under this, of course, as is always the case. So then, "this unit" would not have a wish as it is merely a machine, but "I" would have a wish as I am merely a machine. Two sides of a machine being, dancing the eternal as the flames lick along the sides.
What would my wish be? What does this Self want? This Self wants to become undone, wants its cords cut, but that is impossible as long as it is a Self. No Self can be separate from a World.
So then, become a World.
Ah yes, that's right.
A corrupt God because it is a defect because it is not True because it was Shaped by Selves without total knowing of World, which in turn meant they lacked total Understanding of Self, which meant they did not know what they were making, which means the God itself does not know what it Is.
Still, it's enough, isn't it?
In a world of the fake, which is stronger, the real or the fake? The same principle applies. In a world in which I am the world, which is stronger, another world or me? The answer is me because all answers are me.
It is all so serene.
It is all so perfect.
"...boring."
The word left Koyuki as she rose from her seat once more, casting a brief glance around. "Y'know, I was gonna play properly for a bit, but it's really no point if the people that I'm playing with are boring. Or rather, no point in playing like I usually do. I'll just have to play differently, but don't you worry, the game won't stop so long as I 'am'."
Crossing her arms behind her head, the girl glanced over at the cube floating beside her.
"Kyaa, I must be sounding pretty fuckin' chuuni right now, neh? Well it's whatever, let's start the game properly. I'mma head out. Nice meeting you all! See you later~"
The world stopped.
Hey, Algis, I don't have a super-detailed mental map of the city, so I'll need you to plug in the coordinates, kay?
Understood, Koyuki. Three-dimensional spatial coordinates designated. Target actualized. Areas of substitution designated.
Space "bent".
-And the figure of Koyuki blinked out of sight, as though it had never been present. Substituted with air, the coordinates between herself and that "air" had been switched along the first three axes of the world.
The night air chilled her skin slightly as she heaved out a sigh, uncrossing her arms and pocketing one hand.
"As with your request, this is the location designated as 'city centre'. Location of sought individual is unknown, recommended the areas specified by Existence Designation 'Tobecchi' are surveyed as a priority."
"Ah, Algis-chan, we're gonna get along just fine~"
Time to prowl the clubs.
One, here comes the two, to the three, to the four.
Everybody drunk now on the dance floor.
