Right of Existence

I: Epiphany


Zamorak. A strong and infamous name. A man who defeated the most powerful god on Gielinor. A devious mind that is not too unlike myself. A two-bit warmonger that attempts to personify chaos, a warrior that espouses his *ism” to be synonymous with chaos. His only train of logic is that if A equals B, then C must be applied. In other words - if a town is quiet and cozy then it must be stagnant and chaos must be applied. Indeed, the chaos may indeed make the town stronger in the end. Is there a guarantee? No. Would it occur without thought? Yes. Gross simplification is not the answer to progress this world.

Saradomin. A proud and famous name. A man who held kingdoms even in an absence of thousands of years. A self righteous mind that is not too unlike myself. A violent preacher that speaks of stark black and white spurred from false reasons, a braggart whom ironically acts in the gray. An entity blinded with teleology who can*t even obey it. This is not Right, he does not even understand Right. Bipedal and blinded contradictions do not progress this world.

Guthix. A divisive and ubiquitous name. A man that gave up life and ergo his Right. Giving up does not progress this world - not even one’s self.

This trend holds true to virtually every deity to ever walk the planet. False reasons, misuse of the right reasons, or simply being dead.

I understand now that none of these gods I will bow to, not even agree with, for they do not truly grasp what is Right. Until they do so, they will eventually fall and become lost to the sands of time. Righteousness is the key to truly ascending past falsehoods that attempt to attach useless reasons to life. Life, especially sentience, is only because everything that could have been what we know life to be, is not. Life is. Something about sentient life has eternally triumphed over whatever notlife would be...even after universal cycles. Life has so thoroughly won that it will always be created, forever. Somehow. Someway. Its architect, whom is most certainly higher than the Elders, became Right.

Until anyone else understands that principle and applies it to what they wish to be and see, what they make will not last forever. Their opposition must be rent asunder until their very particles are split and their memetic legacy erased from the eternal reverberations of the universe.

And isn’t that what everyone truly wants? No one wants to "die". No one wants their creations to "die". Aye, souls are but energy and energy is neither created nor destroyed. Not real death, because life is already Right! But functional death. Forced into a state of being that cannot impact other creation. But everyone shall eventually be grabbed by this death...if the opposition is given the chance. You can't let it have the chance.

I certainly don't wish to give anymore chances.

Now. I may kill the world while laughing. I may love the world while smiling. I may do many things. All of it will be done in order to live. To Exist. To be Right.

And I know I am not the only one. I must spread this message. Bond with those that focus on action, not reason.

The rest, I will fight. Fight them with everything I have, fight all of their laws and games. Existence is an argument, I will prove my argument. Or die.

No more will my actions and my creations be transient. No more.

''That day, when dusk was devoured by night, the noble one ceased to exist. In their place, another stood.

Same meat. Same bone. But so very different.

The first of a new family. The first of Ius.

In their first moments as a new being, they looked down at their hands and truly realized for the first time that they held nothing...but claws like angry thorns.''