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<blockquote data-quote="Apepsnake" data-source="post: 7438150" data-attributes="member: 6942353">hey guess what now im retconning Tezcatlipoca as the supreme beingnow it's abracax because ill just make up something likeYou quickly hurried into the palace of Tezcatlipoca, only to find that it was too late. The sounds of battle had stopped. Tezcatlipoca was, the very moment you stepped in, being assimilated into the being standing high above God's broken corpse. As Tezcatlipoca's robe, crown, all of his belongings fell to the ground, the being stares at you, directly into your eyes. A single word flashes into your mind, carrying a million meanings, but all the same; &quot;Too late.&quot;As you stepped back into the hallway, Trigrammaton runs to you and asks &quot;What happened, I heard fighting?&quot; You tell him. He shivers. &quot;It's too late. The Cosmos will be undone. But, there is a possibility that-&quot; He's cut off by a deafening sound of crumbling timespace. It all fades to black.Then, out of nothing. All is returned to normal. You're now floating in the Pleroma, but you're not dead or nonexistent. You opened your eyes to a new Cosmos. The being flashes into form before you, seemingly that you were the ones that saw it's victory. &quot;Welcome to My new Omniverse. I'm very happy to see you haven't been undone. Now, go along, play around; there's plenty of time.&quot; Suddenly disappearing as fast as it appeared.I guess you should be getting along now.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Apepsnake, post: 7438150, member: 6942353"] hey guess what now im retconning Tezcatlipoca as the supreme being now it's abracax because ill just make up something like [I]You quickly hurried into the palace of Tezcatlipoca, only to find that it was too late. The sounds of battle had stopped. Tezcatlipoca was, the very moment you stepped in, being assimilated into the being standing high above God's broken corpse. As Tezcatlipoca's robe, crown, all of his belongings fell to the ground, the being stares at you, directly into your eyes. A single word flashes into your mind, carrying a million meanings, but all the same; "Too late." As you stepped back into the hallway, Trigrammaton runs to you and asks "What happened, I heard fighting?" You tell him. He shivers. "It's too late. The Cosmos will be undone. But, there is a possibility that-" He's cut off by a deafening sound of crumbling timespace. It all fades to black. Then, out of nothing. All is returned to normal. You're now floating in the Pleroma, but you're not dead or nonexistent. You opened your eyes to a new Cosmos. The being flashes into form before you, seemingly that you were the ones that saw it's victory. [FONT=Arial Black]"Welcome to My new Omniverse. I'm very happy to see you haven't been undone. Now, go along, play around; there's plenty of time."[/FONT] Suddenly disappearing as fast as it appeared. [FONT=Arial Black]I guess you should be getting along now.[/FONT] [/I] [/QUOTE]

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