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2023.04.02 11:17 candle_cat5 Why every country wants its own homogeneous identity
So simply, I think that countries with less homogeneity in population wise have a hard time to develop. Here's Why.
When you compare China, South Korea, Japan with India, we can observe an interesting factor.
We can start from the Year 1960.
GDP per capita of the states:
India - 83 dollars. China - 89 dollars. South Korea - 158 dollars. Japan - 475 dollars.
[This is just so that it's observed the four of these countries relatively started out at the same economic conditions.]
Japan is higher here, but still they all kinda belong to the same group here.
But the important thing to note here other than India, all the other countries have developed exponentially now, you might say it's due to good economic policies, catching up on industrialization earlier and liberalisation.
But it's due to homogeneity.
Japan - 96% of around Japanese people.
China - 91% of around Major Chinese Ethnic group and also with other people of chinese ethnicity with a fraction of foreign population.
South Korea - 97% of around Korean people.
India:
Ethnicity : 75%: Indo-Aryans, 25%: Dravidian, 3%: Mongoloids.
Don't think it's just based on ethnicity and race.
Linguistics divide is very major too:
Hindi 43.6% Bengali 8% Marathi 6.9% Telugu 6.8% Tamil 6.7% Gujarati 4.6% Urdu 4.2% Kannada 3.6% Odia 3.1% Malayalam 2.9% Punjabi 2.7% Assamese 1.3% Maithili1.1% other 5.6%
India has 26 official languages and HUNDREDS of languages spoken by people collectively. Literally every state feels like a different country.
Religion:
Hinduism (79.8%) Islam (14.2%) Christianity (2.3%) Sikhism (1.7%) Buddhism (0.7%) Tribal Religion (incl. Sarnaism, Bon, Animism, Kirat Mundhum, Donyi-Polo) (0.5%) Jainism (0.4%) No religion (inc. Atheism, Agnosticism, Secularism and Unanswered) (0.25%) Other (incl. Baháʼí Faith, Zoroastrianism, Judaism) (0.15%)
Caste: It's a social system based on hierarchy, which originated at Hinduism, but it's now adopted on Christianity and even Islam at India, from ancient times to today.
The Caste system simply divides people with already defined social structures which who knows who created but it's still followed, but it was so intense at the past, every occupation was connected to a social hierarchy and only those belonging to their social status can do the occupation they are connected to. This simply made the people who were designated for servantry and stuff like that face severe social problems and they face the consequences till now, basically people on the higher social ladder, became more rich and developed and people with low social hierarchy defined by the caste system saw their life being deteriorated decade by decade.
With all that in mind, One can easily say that India is the most diverse country on the planet. "Diverse" does sound good until it's actual effects are observed.
In India, people operate on already defined social structures rather than skill based, even though it has changed in recent times due to development it's still there.
A son of a sanitation worker can attain good economic status and social mobility if he has the skills to attain a better occupation.
NOT EVERY DALIT IS A SANITATION WORKER BUT EVERY SANITATION WORKER IS A DALIT.
[Dalit refers to a "low social hierarchy']
When you have people who are divided based on social levels, religion, creed, ethnicity, language, caste they don't care about development, they want to destroy each other.
British plainly took advantage of India's diversity and have made India fight for centuries, till now. And we have only attained development now that we atleast the same identity - INDIAN.
You could be whoever, but you are still an Indian, I think that identity simply made India a better place as compared to before with British Raj.
But still many think they represent their family, caste, creed, religion first and only then they are an Indian. Simply, India can develop if everyone are indians with religious, social, linguistic differences and not different religious, linguistic, social people being Indian.
That's why simply cities in India(or just the entire world) are far more developed than villages. In cities, nobody cares who are you, what's you history, you have money, you can eat and live. In a village they treat you based on your caste,creed, etc,. simply it just doesn't create an environment for economic progress. What happens when everyone thinks about others' caste and religion instead of their skills.
But in 1991, Liberalisation happened only because we all cooled down, and kinda accepted we are Indians.
But China, Japan, South Korea simpy didn't have to manage 50+ religions, hundreds of languages, THOUSANDS OF CASTE, CREED, SOCIAL DIFFERENCES. They simply were just one kind of people, so they started thinking about the betterment of life, so they made good policies and made economic progress. We have done that, but late to the party.
Simply, British won. India late to the party.
That's why India is seeing growth only now and not before a century, they are now under the same identity - Indian.
[I am not against diversity, instead I embrace it but just stating the problems it has caused and will cause, I am not against diversity, I am against discrimination. But discrimination happens in India simply because we are diverse.]
submitted by candle_cat5 to IndianModerate [link] [comments]
When you compare China, South Korea, Japan with India, we can observe an interesting factor.
We can start from the Year 1960.
GDP per capita of the states:
India - 83 dollars. China - 89 dollars. South Korea - 158 dollars. Japan - 475 dollars.
[This is just so that it's observed the four of these countries relatively started out at the same economic conditions.]
Japan is higher here, but still they all kinda belong to the same group here.
But the important thing to note here other than India, all the other countries have developed exponentially now, you might say it's due to good economic policies, catching up on industrialization earlier and liberalisation.
But it's due to homogeneity.
Japan - 96% of around Japanese people.
China - 91% of around Major Chinese Ethnic group and also with other people of chinese ethnicity with a fraction of foreign population.
South Korea - 97% of around Korean people.
India:
Ethnicity : 75%: Indo-Aryans, 25%: Dravidian, 3%: Mongoloids.
Don't think it's just based on ethnicity and race.
Linguistics divide is very major too:
Hindi 43.6% Bengali 8% Marathi 6.9% Telugu 6.8% Tamil 6.7% Gujarati 4.6% Urdu 4.2% Kannada 3.6% Odia 3.1% Malayalam 2.9% Punjabi 2.7% Assamese 1.3% Maithili1.1% other 5.6%
India has 26 official languages and HUNDREDS of languages spoken by people collectively. Literally every state feels like a different country.
Religion:
Hinduism (79.8%) Islam (14.2%) Christianity (2.3%) Sikhism (1.7%) Buddhism (0.7%) Tribal Religion (incl. Sarnaism, Bon, Animism, Kirat Mundhum, Donyi-Polo) (0.5%) Jainism (0.4%) No religion (inc. Atheism, Agnosticism, Secularism and Unanswered) (0.25%) Other (incl. Baháʼí Faith, Zoroastrianism, Judaism) (0.15%)
Caste: It's a social system based on hierarchy, which originated at Hinduism, but it's now adopted on Christianity and even Islam at India, from ancient times to today.
The Caste system simply divides people with already defined social structures which who knows who created but it's still followed, but it was so intense at the past, every occupation was connected to a social hierarchy and only those belonging to their social status can do the occupation they are connected to. This simply made the people who were designated for servantry and stuff like that face severe social problems and they face the consequences till now, basically people on the higher social ladder, became more rich and developed and people with low social hierarchy defined by the caste system saw their life being deteriorated decade by decade.
With all that in mind, One can easily say that India is the most diverse country on the planet. "Diverse" does sound good until it's actual effects are observed.
In India, people operate on already defined social structures rather than skill based, even though it has changed in recent times due to development it's still there.
A son of a sanitation worker can attain good economic status and social mobility if he has the skills to attain a better occupation.
NOT EVERY DALIT IS A SANITATION WORKER BUT EVERY SANITATION WORKER IS A DALIT.
[Dalit refers to a "low social hierarchy']
When you have people who are divided based on social levels, religion, creed, ethnicity, language, caste they don't care about development, they want to destroy each other.
British plainly took advantage of India's diversity and have made India fight for centuries, till now. And we have only attained development now that we atleast the same identity - INDIAN.
You could be whoever, but you are still an Indian, I think that identity simply made India a better place as compared to before with British Raj.
But still many think they represent their family, caste, creed, religion first and only then they are an Indian. Simply, India can develop if everyone are indians with religious, social, linguistic differences and not different religious, linguistic, social people being Indian.
That's why simply cities in India(or just the entire world) are far more developed than villages. In cities, nobody cares who are you, what's you history, you have money, you can eat and live. In a village they treat you based on your caste,creed, etc,. simply it just doesn't create an environment for economic progress. What happens when everyone thinks about others' caste and religion instead of their skills.
But in 1991, Liberalisation happened only because we all cooled down, and kinda accepted we are Indians.
But China, Japan, South Korea simpy didn't have to manage 50+ religions, hundreds of languages, THOUSANDS OF CASTE, CREED, SOCIAL DIFFERENCES. They simply were just one kind of people, so they started thinking about the betterment of life, so they made good policies and made economic progress. We have done that, but late to the party.
Simply, British won. India late to the party.
That's why India is seeing growth only now and not before a century, they are now under the same identity - Indian.
[I am not against diversity, instead I embrace it but just stating the problems it has caused and will cause, I am not against diversity, I am against discrimination. But discrimination happens in India simply because we are diverse.]
2023.04.02 11:15 sundayquiz 50 Question Sunday Quiz - Music! Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Music Intros, and more...
Hello everyone,
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
submitted by sundayquiz to trivia [link] [comments]
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
- In 1970 who originally sang “The Man Who Sold the World” - as covered by Nirvana?
- In 1972 who originally sang “Killing Me Softly” - as covered by The Fugees?
- In 1960 who originally sang “I Fought The Law” - as covered by The Clash?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Blinded By The Light” - as covered by Manfred Mann?
- In 1988 who originally sang “Smooth Criminal” - as covered by Alien Ant Farm?
- In 1956 who originally sang “Blue Suede Shoes” - as covered by Elvis Presley?
- In 1967 who originally sang “Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon” - as covered by Urge Overkill?
- In 1984 who originally sang “Hallelujah” - as covered by Jeff Buckley?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Higher Ground” - as covered by The Red Hot Chilli Peppers?
- In 1976 who originally sang “Tainted Love” - as covered by Soft Cell?
- David Bowie####
- Lori Lieberman##
- The Crickets####
- Bruce Springsteen
- Michael Jackson#
- Carl Perkins####
- Neil Diamond###
- Leonard Cohen#
- Stevie Wonder##
- Gloria Jones####
2023.04.02 11:15 sundayquiz 50 Question Sunday Quiz - Music! Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Music Intros, and more...
Hello everyone,
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
submitted by sundayquiz to sundayquiz [link] [comments]
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
- In 1970 who originally sang “The Man Who Sold the World” - as covered by Nirvana?
- In 1972 who originally sang “Killing Me Softly” - as covered by The Fugees?
- In 1960 who originally sang “I Fought The Law” - as covered by The Clash?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Blinded By The Light” - as covered by Manfred Mann?
- In 1988 who originally sang “Smooth Criminal” - as covered by Alien Ant Farm?
- In 1956 who originally sang “Blue Suede Shoes” - as covered by Elvis Presley?
- In 1967 who originally sang “Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon” - as covered by Urge Overkill?
- In 1984 who originally sang “Hallelujah” - as covered by Jeff Buckley?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Higher Ground” - as covered by The Red Hot Chilli Peppers?
- In 1976 who originally sang “Tainted Love” - as covered by Soft Cell?
- David Bowie####
- Lori Lieberman##
- The Crickets####
- Bruce Springsteen
- Michael Jackson#
- Carl Perkins####
- Neil Diamond###
- Leonard Cohen#
- Stevie Wonder##
- Gloria Jones####
2023.04.02 11:14 sundayquiz 50 Question Sunday Quiz - Music! Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Music Intros, and more...
Hello everyone,
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
submitted by sundayquiz to quizzes [link] [comments]
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
- In 1970 who originally sang “The Man Who Sold the World” - as covered by Nirvana?
- In 1972 who originally sang “Killing Me Softly” - as covered by The Fugees?
- In 1960 who originally sang “I Fought The Law” - as covered by The Clash?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Blinded By The Light” - as covered by Manfred Mann?
- In 1988 who originally sang “Smooth Criminal” - as covered by Alien Ant Farm?
- In 1956 who originally sang “Blue Suede Shoes” - as covered by Elvis Presley?
- In 1967 who originally sang “Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon” - as covered by Urge Overkill?
- In 1984 who originally sang “Hallelujah” - as covered by Jeff Buckley?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Higher Ground” - as covered by The Red Hot Chilli Peppers?
- In 1976 who originally sang “Tainted Love” - as covered by Soft Cell?
- David Bowie####
- Lori Lieberman##
- The Crickets####
- Bruce Springsteen
- Michael Jackson#
- Carl Perkins####
- Neil Diamond###
- Leonard Cohen#
- Stevie Wonder##
- Gloria Jones####
2023.04.02 11:14 ShackleDestroyer 666 vs 616. The experts say the number of the beast is 616, and it refers to the Emperor Caligula.
 | Throughout Christian history the number of the beast in Revelation 13:18 has been 666 until the modern era where some scholars say it is 616. This can very well be a Counter-Reformation ploy. submitted by ShackleDestroyer to conspiracy_christian [link] [comments] There are many articles online stating the same story that the number of the beast is actually 616 and it refers to the Emperor Caligula, supporting the Jesuit/Catholic preterist view of eschatology exonerating the papacy from being the beast, the man of sin, the Antichrist. This comes from a supposed modern finding of "unintelligible manuscripts discovered in historic dumps outside Oxyrhynchus in Egypt" in the early 2000s. "The new fragment from the Book of Revelation, written in ancient Greek and dating from the late third century, is part of a hoard of previously unintelligible manuscripts discovered in historic dumps outside Oxyrhynchus in Egypt. Now a team of expert classicists, using new photographic techniques, are finally deciphering the original writing.Since the propagation of futurism and preterism [before the modern discovery of an ancient manuscript saying 616] some bible scholars took the initiative to render 666 into 616 to better fit the preterist view that the Antichrist beast in Revelation 13 was a Pagan Caesar, specifically Nero or Caligula, etc. That is very jesuitical. The purpose of the Jesuits is to clandestinely destroy all protest against the Church and to bring the whole world under papal rule. One of their tactics at this was/is to eliminate historicist eschatology, the truth that the Catholic Church is the synagogue of Satan and the papacy is the Antichrist. They accomplished this through the propagation of futurism and preterism into the non-Catholic Christian world in the 19th century. This tactic is still in play to this day as you can see here with this supposed modern discovery that supports former jesuitical theologian's rendering of Scripture changing 666 to 616. What a coincidence. — The Book of Revelation: A Commentary on the Greek Text (1999) by G. K. Beale They say the number of the beast is 616 and it refers to either Nero or Caligula, then what of the mark of the beast? They don't have a believable answer to that. The Antichrist beast is destroyed by the return of Christ. Christ has not returned, yet the Pagan Caesars have fallen. The Jesuits and the papacy don't care which of their false preterist or futurist creations you adhere to, or even if they make any Biblical/historical sense, as long as you don't follow the Truth that the papacy and his Holy See fulfills Antichrist prophecy. Simply, the Antichrist beast of Revelation cannot be Caligula or Nero. Caligula reigned before Nero, and Nero's reign ended around the same year the Book of Revaluation was written. Prophecy is a foretelling of future events, and in Revelation they are 'soon to come.' It would take a few hundred years for this prophecy to fully develop. In God's eyes a few hundred years would be a short period of time. You also have to correlate the other Antichrist prophecies, such as Paul in 2 Thessalonians saying the Antichrist would be an apostate head of the Christian faith claiming to be Christ/God on Earth and that he would emerge in place of the Pagan Caesars after their fall. In 607 AD Bishop of Rome Boniface III fulfilled the revealing of that Wicked Antichrist by accepting the title "Universal Bishop" rendering the office of the pope as Vicar of Christ (in place of Christ) essentially giving the papacy the prerogatives of God/Christ himself as king of kings, lord of lords, ruler of Heaven, Earth, and the Underworld [the papal triple crown tiara, and the Vatican coat of arms represents this]. Since then Universal Bishop Vicar of Christ has been a fixture in the office of the pope. 666 is the number of the beast and it perfectly equates to Rome and the papacy. "The Latin historians Ovid , Pliny, and Aurelius Victor all tell us that the prehistoric name for Rome was Saturnia, “city of Saturn.” Saturnia’s original settlers came from the east, from Babylon. In the Babylonian (or Chaldean) language, according to Alexander Hislop, Saturnia was pronounced “Satr ” but spelled with only four characters, Stur. Now, Chaldean, like Hebrew, Greek, and to a limited extent Latin, had no separate numbering system. Their numbers were represented by certain characters of their alphabet. The cabalah derives its power from mathematical energies conveyed from these languages. Hislop reported a phenomenon that he said “every Chaldee scholar knows, ” which is that the letters of Stur, Rome’s earliest name, total 666: S = 60; T = 400; U = 6; R = 200 := 666 |
2023.04.02 11:14 sundayquiz 50 Question Sunday Quiz - Music! Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Music Intros, and more...
Hello everyone,
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
submitted by sundayquiz to quiz [link] [comments]
I've been a bit under the weather this week so I've updated a quiz from a few years ago as I didn't have time to write a new one. It's a music themed quiz with 5 rounds consisting of; Who did the original?, Songs in Films, Picture Round - Album Covers, Music Intros, and a Music General Knowledge round.
I've included one of the rounds below for if you don't want to do the whole thing.
https://www.sundayquiz.com/50-question-music-quiz/
Questions - Who did the original?
- In 1970 who originally sang “The Man Who Sold the World” - as covered by Nirvana?
- In 1972 who originally sang “Killing Me Softly” - as covered by The Fugees?
- In 1960 who originally sang “I Fought The Law” - as covered by The Clash?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Blinded By The Light” - as covered by Manfred Mann?
- In 1988 who originally sang “Smooth Criminal” - as covered by Alien Ant Farm?
- In 1956 who originally sang “Blue Suede Shoes” - as covered by Elvis Presley?
- In 1967 who originally sang “Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon” - as covered by Urge Overkill?
- In 1984 who originally sang “Hallelujah” - as covered by Jeff Buckley?
- In 1973 who originally sang “Higher Ground” - as covered by The Red Hot Chilli Peppers?
- In 1976 who originally sang “Tainted Love” - as covered by Soft Cell?
- David Bowie####
- Lori Lieberman##
- The Crickets####
- Bruce Springsteen
- Michael Jackson#
- Carl Perkins####
- Neil Diamond###
- Leonard Cohen#
- Stevie Wonder##
- Gloria Jones####
2023.04.02 10:55 BigTreesAndStuff9 Devs - Please convince me to keep playing.
This isn’t a moan but a genuine request for information. under the old version I could currently promote Sue at 30 and with another few weeks of grinding mainland get Zi to 30 promoted too. Now I need over 50 tokens between them to get to R3 (months of play) and even then either find another 12million red crystals 🤮 or get roughly 6-8 red power crystals, which we still have no idea where to get them or if they will be paywalled. My progress has just stalled and I feel no desire to grind mainland when I can’t even progress, i am fairly sure i am not the only one feeling this.
Care to highlight what events the power crystals will appear in and if they are to be paywalled? I am sure a previous post suggested these changes to be balanced.. my honest take on it right now is that it’s just sucked the life out of the game.
As it stands I will complete Mondays event for the SC and put the game down for a few weeks.. at which point I will see if things have improved Or we have any answers.
On a more jolly note, I managed to trigger the pink briefcase 5 times this last week with continent rewards and events.. this was the result.
Starting Epics: Jade Kim, Oct, Maple, Lux (bought with briefcases), Wolfy.
1st pull: Jade Kim
2nd Pull: Maple
3rd Pull: Jade Kim
4th pull: Dr Lily
5th Pull: Jade Kim.
please make Jade Kim useful as I can’t seem to get anything else 👍
submitted by BigTreesAndStuff9 to IdleMinerTycoon [link] [comments]
Care to highlight what events the power crystals will appear in and if they are to be paywalled? I am sure a previous post suggested these changes to be balanced.. my honest take on it right now is that it’s just sucked the life out of the game.
As it stands I will complete Mondays event for the SC and put the game down for a few weeks.. at which point I will see if things have improved Or we have any answers.
On a more jolly note, I managed to trigger the pink briefcase 5 times this last week with continent rewards and events.. this was the result.
Starting Epics: Jade Kim, Oct, Maple, Lux (bought with briefcases), Wolfy.
1st pull: Jade Kim
2nd Pull: Maple
3rd Pull: Jade Kim
4th pull: Dr Lily
5th Pull: Jade Kim.
please make Jade Kim useful as I can’t seem to get anything else 👍
2023.04.02 10:55 Tane-Tane-mahuta Auckland vegan food truck festival
Great to see it sooooo busy. Can't help notice a couple of things though. Very little shade especially whole queueing for the trucks. Long queues for everything I.e. 50 + ppl. 30 min wait in line. No shade to eat under when you got the food. Not sure how they could improve, more stands? Probably just some shade. Also eftpos or paywave on entry would have been good. Otherwise great food and VERY popular!
submitted by Tane-Tane-mahuta to vegan [link] [comments]
2023.04.02 10:51 ElCocomega Concept lisenced killer : Jack Torrance as "the caretaker". Shining licensed chapter fan concept
Commenting on a post about our dreamt licensed killers we would love to see in dbd, I proposed Jack Torrance from shining (the movie) with the overlook hotel as a realm and Accurate-employee504 replied with some perk ideas. We end up making a concept about this killer and we thought we might aswell share it. It's probably not very balanced but we had a lot of fun making it. Tell us what you think and feel free to add suggestions and tweeks. Here goes :
Killer: The Caretaker
Perks:
Here’s Johnny: Kicking down a door will make any survivor within your terror radius suffer from the following afflictions : - Scream and reveal their location to you for 4 second. - Suffer from the Exposed Status Effect for 30 seconds.
Here’s Johnny: has a cool-down of 60/50/40 seconds.
I’m not gonna hurt ya: After a successful pallet stun base movement speed is increased by 1.5m/s for 6/8/10 seconds.
All work and no play : Performing the Damage Generator Action on a generator activates All work and no play the next 30 seconds: The first Survivor interacting with the damaged Generator will scream, revealing their location for 4 seconds, and suffer from the Hindered Status Effect for 20 seconds. All work and no play has a cool-down of 100/80/60 seconds.
Power :
REDRUM : All the world turns red, the caretaker feel an urge to correct the obsession. Press the active power button to enter REDRUM. The obsession location is revealed by killer instincts. While chasing the obsession, bloodlust activate 100% faster. Hitting a survivor who's not the obsession will immediately end the REDRUM. REDRUM last 60 seconds with a 140 seconds cooldown Start the match with 30 seconds cooldown.
Very rare cosmetics :
Llyod set Bear costume set
Addons :
Iridescent :
Room 237 Key: Start the match in REDRUM with the additional following effects : All survivors Auras are revealed for 30 seconds. The obsession is exposed for 60 seconds. Hitting any survivor other than the obsession will remove their exposed status effect.
4th of July 1921’s photo : each time a generator repairs is complete, reset REDRUM cooldown
Very rare :
Danny’s tricycle : Start REDRUM with bloodlust stage 1 activated. Typewriter: decrease REDRUM duration by 15 seconds and decrease REDRUM cooldown by 45 seconds.
Common :
Bathroom mirror: invert all killer and survivors movement control. The terror radius effects are inverted making it hearable when outside of terror radius and silent inside killer radius. +100% bloodpoints in the deviousness category.
submitted by ElCocomega to deadbydaylight [link] [comments]
Killer: The Caretaker
Perks:
Here’s Johnny: Kicking down a door will make any survivor within your terror radius suffer from the following afflictions : - Scream and reveal their location to you for 4 second. - Suffer from the Exposed Status Effect for 30 seconds.
Here’s Johnny: has a cool-down of 60/50/40 seconds.
I’m not gonna hurt ya: After a successful pallet stun base movement speed is increased by 1.5m/s for 6/8/10 seconds.
All work and no play : Performing the Damage Generator Action on a generator activates All work and no play the next 30 seconds: The first Survivor interacting with the damaged Generator will scream, revealing their location for 4 seconds, and suffer from the Hindered Status Effect for 20 seconds. All work and no play has a cool-down of 100/80/60 seconds.
Power :
REDRUM : All the world turns red, the caretaker feel an urge to correct the obsession. Press the active power button to enter REDRUM. The obsession location is revealed by killer instincts. While chasing the obsession, bloodlust activate 100% faster. Hitting a survivor who's not the obsession will immediately end the REDRUM. REDRUM last 60 seconds with a 140 seconds cooldown Start the match with 30 seconds cooldown.
Very rare cosmetics :
Llyod set Bear costume set
Addons :
Iridescent :
Room 237 Key: Start the match in REDRUM with the additional following effects : All survivors Auras are revealed for 30 seconds. The obsession is exposed for 60 seconds. Hitting any survivor other than the obsession will remove their exposed status effect.
4th of July 1921’s photo : each time a generator repairs is complete, reset REDRUM cooldown
Very rare :
Danny’s tricycle : Start REDRUM with bloodlust stage 1 activated. Typewriter: decrease REDRUM duration by 15 seconds and decrease REDRUM cooldown by 45 seconds.
Common :
Bathroom mirror: invert all killer and survivors movement control. The terror radius effects are inverted making it hearable when outside of terror radius and silent inside killer radius. +100% bloodpoints in the deviousness category.
2023.04.02 10:40 Fantastic_Put_5345 Wits end
Hey everyone, I’ll cut right to the chase. My life feels like it has come to a complete end, I’m not trying to be melodramatic or complain about what I have, it’s just a feeling.
My life was good when I was 20, I found a beautiful girl I fell in love with, had a secure job as an apprentice carpenter making okay money and was living in my dads home with very cheap rent. My partner had decided to move away interstate before I met her and had done so, we were planning on doing long distance until my apprenticeship finished. One Easter a year of being together, she fell pregnant after flying over to see her and I decided to move to Tasmania with her and bring up our child. Once there, we already had problems with her work firing her over not getting a vaccine and I was left to fend for us on an apprentice wage and no government benefits.
After our little girl was born we were struggling pretty hard to cope as new parents do, we had only my partners mum to help with our child and no other friends or family even close. My partners Mum got very deep into conspiracy theories and was worried we would be stuck in Tasmania for a long time, which inevitably scared my partner also. We had next to no money available and no real incentive on leaving apart from being closer to family. We messed up the container size for our commute and ended up having to pay another $7000 on top of $10000 for a second container to ship our stuff to us.
With all of my savings and inheritance gone, I had to take out a loan for a new car worth $25000 over 4 years, which planning on finishing my apprenticeship I would have paid off easy. My partner decided to start her own business and took up quite a lot of my time trying to make her business thrive. While I wasn’t earning much money, I worked very hard to try and make ends meet for us. We are living with my partners mum and brother to help with rent but it just seems like more trouble and work considering they dont work either. I had an enormous meltdown at work and had to quit in worries of harming myself or others and couldn’t figure out why.
My partners business was put number one in the household, so what she wanted she got. Her brother works for her in her business now and he works tirelessly for her. While me on the other hand had to pick up on the slack at home while I was working and then figured it would be easier to leave my job. After I left I found how much money I would make off welfare and I can’t actually afford to buy my own food, my partner has to now buy it for me. The rest of my pay gets immediately chewed up by bills, including the now credit counselling I have to have to afford my car payments. My partner convinced me to take up a study while I have free time, and am now in $12000 in HECS debt and struggling with the basic learning.
My child and I feel like we are losing our bond over my feeling of failure and my regrets in life making me miserable and depressed, contemplating suicide quite regularly. Unable to afford a psychologist and help myself, I am left to struggle under my own thoughts.
I don’t have any friends either (I fell out with most of them when I left to be a dad) so asking for advice from them just seems pointless. Where I am now I feel stuck and that there is literally nothing I can do to make a change in my life that will help me. I have a good life but I feel like I can’t make myself feel any better no matter how hard to try.
My opinions feel very limited and I would only like one outcome to stop my toxic personality from spreading to anyone else I care about, the easy way out.
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My life was good when I was 20, I found a beautiful girl I fell in love with, had a secure job as an apprentice carpenter making okay money and was living in my dads home with very cheap rent. My partner had decided to move away interstate before I met her and had done so, we were planning on doing long distance until my apprenticeship finished. One Easter a year of being together, she fell pregnant after flying over to see her and I decided to move to Tasmania with her and bring up our child. Once there, we already had problems with her work firing her over not getting a vaccine and I was left to fend for us on an apprentice wage and no government benefits.
After our little girl was born we were struggling pretty hard to cope as new parents do, we had only my partners mum to help with our child and no other friends or family even close. My partners Mum got very deep into conspiracy theories and was worried we would be stuck in Tasmania for a long time, which inevitably scared my partner also. We had next to no money available and no real incentive on leaving apart from being closer to family. We messed up the container size for our commute and ended up having to pay another $7000 on top of $10000 for a second container to ship our stuff to us.
With all of my savings and inheritance gone, I had to take out a loan for a new car worth $25000 over 4 years, which planning on finishing my apprenticeship I would have paid off easy. My partner decided to start her own business and took up quite a lot of my time trying to make her business thrive. While I wasn’t earning much money, I worked very hard to try and make ends meet for us. We are living with my partners mum and brother to help with rent but it just seems like more trouble and work considering they dont work either. I had an enormous meltdown at work and had to quit in worries of harming myself or others and couldn’t figure out why.
My partners business was put number one in the household, so what she wanted she got. Her brother works for her in her business now and he works tirelessly for her. While me on the other hand had to pick up on the slack at home while I was working and then figured it would be easier to leave my job. After I left I found how much money I would make off welfare and I can’t actually afford to buy my own food, my partner has to now buy it for me. The rest of my pay gets immediately chewed up by bills, including the now credit counselling I have to have to afford my car payments. My partner convinced me to take up a study while I have free time, and am now in $12000 in HECS debt and struggling with the basic learning.
My child and I feel like we are losing our bond over my feeling of failure and my regrets in life making me miserable and depressed, contemplating suicide quite regularly. Unable to afford a psychologist and help myself, I am left to struggle under my own thoughts.
I don’t have any friends either (I fell out with most of them when I left to be a dad) so asking for advice from them just seems pointless. Where I am now I feel stuck and that there is literally nothing I can do to make a change in my life that will help me. I have a good life but I feel like I can’t make myself feel any better no matter how hard to try.
My opinions feel very limited and I would only like one outcome to stop my toxic personality from spreading to anyone else I care about, the easy way out.
2023.04.02 10:38 somechick_99 Co-worker keeps claiming I messed up the till
The bar I work at only has 4 bartenders total and our schedule is set up so it's always the same guy coming in the next morning after I close at night. I've worked here about a year and the other guy a bit longer. It's worth noting that he has a serious drinking problem and comes in super hungover pretty much every day. I do not drink at all. I work only nights and he works only days.
On a fairly regular basis, he will tell me when I show up for my shift that the till was off from my shift the night before. Usually he will claim it was under but he does sometimes say it was over. I find this hard to believe because in addition to being sober, I double check the till every single shift to make sure it's at the exact amount it's supposed to be after taking my tips out. He claims he double and triple checks its as well. I also write everything down as I count it to keep track, and use a calculator.
Now, he is very generous about transferring tabs during shift change and regularly lets me keep tips from people he served for hours, so I don't really suspect he's trying to steal. But this week he has claimed some pretty big screw ups on my end that have me fairly alarmed. Either I am messing up quite badly, or he is coming in still somewhat drunk from the night before and blaming me for his miscounts.
Yesterday he claimed I had left $40 over in the till and gave it to me, then today he claimed it was $50 under and asked me to pay him.
Any advice on how to handle this is appreciated. I will continue double and triple checking upon clocking out and am considering video taping my final count-out of the till as proof I'm not the one screwing up.
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On a fairly regular basis, he will tell me when I show up for my shift that the till was off from my shift the night before. Usually he will claim it was under but he does sometimes say it was over. I find this hard to believe because in addition to being sober, I double check the till every single shift to make sure it's at the exact amount it's supposed to be after taking my tips out. He claims he double and triple checks its as well. I also write everything down as I count it to keep track, and use a calculator.
Now, he is very generous about transferring tabs during shift change and regularly lets me keep tips from people he served for hours, so I don't really suspect he's trying to steal. But this week he has claimed some pretty big screw ups on my end that have me fairly alarmed. Either I am messing up quite badly, or he is coming in still somewhat drunk from the night before and blaming me for his miscounts.
Yesterday he claimed I had left $40 over in the till and gave it to me, then today he claimed it was $50 under and asked me to pay him.
Any advice on how to handle this is appreciated. I will continue double and triple checking upon clocking out and am considering video taping my final count-out of the till as proof I'm not the one screwing up.
2023.04.02 10:32 OrganizationNo3042 Should i upgrade my equipment?
 | Hi guys, do you think i should upgrade my stuff or should i put my gems into boxes? submitted by OrganizationNo3042 to CatSnackBar [link] [comments] |
2023.04.02 10:27 pressedflours Looking for a gift for my friend who is casually into music :)
My friend’s birthday is in a week (should’ve gotten the ball rolling on this sooner, whoops!!) and they’re casually into music, especially quirky and easy to play instruments. They already have a kalimba and melodica but I want to find something else along those lines. I’m considering a small harp, a harmonica, a ukelele or a realllllyyy cheap pocket synthesizer. But they really like unusual things, so if anyone knows of an instrument that is not very common and can be purchased for under $35 (and hopefully will ship within the week, but not necessarily haha), I would love to hear about it!! Thanks :))
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2023.04.02 10:15 EagleEyeStx $NFTG is Readying for its Platform Launch So Expect a Run
 | The NFT Gaming Company (NASDAQ: NFTG) completed its IPO on February 17th and this past Friday released its 2022 financial report. I had the chance to read through their 10-K this weekend, and it provided some additional details about what's going on behind the scenes at NFTG. From what I can tell, NFTG is on the brink of rolling out its proprietary Gaxos trading platform in the coming quarters. I see this as a clear bullish catalyst that has the potential to bring share price up from its current $1.31 to the $4 range this recent IPO listed at only a month and a half ago, meaning this currently sleep ticker could see a burst of momentum around the corner. submitted by EagleEyeStx to pennystocks [link] [comments] First off, what does NFTG do? The company is developing a digital entertainment platform–Gaxos–that will host several games with built-in NFT functionalities for minting in-game features, skins, and accessories that can be used across its gaming ecosystem. Despite the slowdown in NFT trade volume over the past year, the digital gaming industry is booming, as is the rapidly increasing embrace of NFTs for in-game use. The gaming industry s forecast to reach a market value of $323bn by 2026 with 8.5% CAGR, and one of the primary factors cited as driving growth in the gaming industry is increasing integration of web3.0 components such as cryptocurrency payment options and in-game NFT creation, customization and exchange. NFTG is an agile new player at this intersection point of NFT and gaming markets, meaning its TAM is expected to witness robust growth over coming years. Connecting this sectoral potential to NFTG prospects, the 10-K they submitted last week signals that the company is approaching money time in terms of their platform launch. According to the strategic roadmap they included, beta testing is set to begin this quarter (Q2 ‘23), with a full platform launch slated for Q3 ‘23. https://preview.redd.it/beygrq43ffra1.png?width=1570&format=png&auto=webp&s=57f6f796c44b79fe5fd0479b836cb02bffd7c4f4 Of a total of 12 games they are developing, 6 have been earmarked as in the late production/testing phase, with the remainder expected to be released over the course of 2023. https://preview.redd.it/7fj7c8x7ffra1.png?width=1557&format=png&auto=webp&s=e95ddae683b5c84294e854655e570be71669a990 My main takeaway from this timeline is that over the coming weeks and months, we can expect some major announcements from NFTG regarding the roll-out of their core platform. If this goes smoothly, we can easily expect the share price to start climbing from its current plateau to recoup some of the lost ground from its $4.15 initial offering price. In addition to the platform release, NFTG has a number of other bullish variables that can help drive a share price reversal once Gaxos starts going live. The first is a recently approved share buyback program for $500K worth of NFTG common stock. The buyback is open-ended and non-binding, meaning that it presents a win-win for management that is trying to capture additional shareholder value while maintaining a conservative bottom line. And that brings me to another important takeaway from NFTG’s recently posted 10-K. With a small team, low overhead costs, and very modest executive compensation, NFTG is running a shoe-string operation. For an NFT-gaming developer that recently exited semi-stealth mode to pursue a public listing, this agility represents an understated asset for the company. Though they closed 2022 with $680K in the bank, total 2022 liabilities stood at only $255K. And given the aggregate proceeds of $7M raised from their recent IPO weighed against only $1.4M in operating expenses (R&D and general) for all of 2022, I’m confident that NFTG has enough capital to finance the completion of development and launch of NFTG at least through end-2023. https://preview.redd.it/0kk9sx7effra1.png?width=1556&format=png&auto=webp&s=46abfe7daa60f7c97311299f1d24d5b8c163e640 Qualifying this bullish reading is the fact that NFTG is pre-revenue, and its future prospects heavily weigh on a successful launch of Gaxos in the coming months so the company can start generating some positive shareholder value. I would be much more skeptical that this may be a pump-and-dump if not for the fact that an intangible asset cited in the 10-K is a Software and Patent License Agreement inked with Columbia University for its underlying technology. The IP is for “a “certificate of authentication” capability for image and video assets to prevent fraudulent activity…This will further provide increased trust in our gaming partners to use our platform and provide additional validation and control of third-party assets integrated into our platform.” This sounds like a promising direction for the legitimacy and security of its NFT functionality, which will play an important role in public adoption and third-party hosting moving forward. Not to mention the fact that Columbia University is a world-class institution that most definitely performed its requisite due diligence before signing an IP agreement with NFTG. To sum things up, I’m cautiously optimistic about NFTG’s intermediate-to-longer term prospects, and can see this becoming a very interesting play in the coming months pending the smooth launch of Gaxos and its associated games. At this dirt cheap entry price, I’m establishing a starter position to see where things go, and am banking on this having some fun run-ups like I’ve seen in other NFT gaming smallcaps over the past year and a half. This is not financial advice and I am not a financial advisor, so DYOR. Full disclosure, as of this writing I’m in for 1K @ 1.30. GL lads. |
2023.04.02 10:15 Wrong-Caterpillar-94 What the fuck
 | submitted by Wrong-Caterpillar-94 to CringetopiaRM [link] [comments] |
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2023.04.02 09:53 sportsbookapi [Arbitrage] Pittsburgh Pirates @ Cincinnati Reds
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2023.04.02 09:48 nick17gar jailed for over 100 days. lies on search warrant.
Hello reddit...Im not sure where to begin so ill just start. Here we go.
On the 2nd of December, 2022; the police raided my home. They found marijuana, cocaine, and a firearm.
I live in Argentina. I have a permit for marijuana and the firearm. The cocaime was under the legal limit for personal use. I was charged with drug dealing, and jailed. Im still in jail. Over 115+ days later. Yes. I have a phone, thats another story.
The issue is this:
Looking at the police reports, the reason for raiding my house was due to a stolen motorcycle.
According the police report for the stolen motorcycle, the owner was at home, someone broke into their house at 750am and stole the motorcycle.
The cops went to their neighborhood and began asking the people in the area. They found one person, (lets call him EB) who, according the report, was sweeping their sidewalk when a man (me, allegedly) walked up to them and started a convo.
They say i went to them and say hi my name is nick, i live on the 2700 block of X road... hows this neighborood? Is it safe? And walked away. 10 min later, they see me drive past on a bike similar to the stolen motorcycle
The cops, with this valuable info, went to the 2700 block of the street i live on, and began asking the people of the neighborhood...
They find a person, (lets call him BA), who says "yea, i know that guy. I was walking and he came driving up to me on a motorcycle (simiñar to th one stolen). He said he wanted to sell it super cheap. I said indidnt want it, and he replied if i change my mind, to go knock on my door, i live right over there" and showed him where my house is.
Long story short, i never stole that motorcycle. The cops raided me and never found the motorcycle. My lawyers have investigated... never found those 2 key witnesses. I hired a private detective and criminal forensics expert.
These 2 people do not exist according to Credit reports Education board Health records Health insurance records Car insurance records White pages/phone book Tax reports Elections board Social media Business registries
We even hired the private detective to go door to door, in the area of my house, and where the motorcycle was stolen, to ask if they know anyone by those names. They do not.
Ive been waiting and waiting for a hearing to discuss the search warrant, which TODAY was for finally set for the 10th of April.
Hopefully, the judge sees that the police lied. They literally fabricated the existence of 2 people, and their "declarations" to justify a search warrant.
If so, i go home. If not, we appeal, and i keep having more hearings....
Anyone ever hear of anything so blatantly outrageous as this? Any tips for me?
I want to go home. I miss my wife. I miss my son.
submitted by nick17gar to legaladvice [link] [comments]
On the 2nd of December, 2022; the police raided my home. They found marijuana, cocaine, and a firearm.
I live in Argentina. I have a permit for marijuana and the firearm. The cocaime was under the legal limit for personal use. I was charged with drug dealing, and jailed. Im still in jail. Over 115+ days later. Yes. I have a phone, thats another story.
The issue is this:
Looking at the police reports, the reason for raiding my house was due to a stolen motorcycle.
According the police report for the stolen motorcycle, the owner was at home, someone broke into their house at 750am and stole the motorcycle.
The cops went to their neighborhood and began asking the people in the area. They found one person, (lets call him EB) who, according the report, was sweeping their sidewalk when a man (me, allegedly) walked up to them and started a convo.
They say i went to them and say hi my name is nick, i live on the 2700 block of X road... hows this neighborood? Is it safe? And walked away. 10 min later, they see me drive past on a bike similar to the stolen motorcycle
The cops, with this valuable info, went to the 2700 block of the street i live on, and began asking the people of the neighborhood...
They find a person, (lets call him BA), who says "yea, i know that guy. I was walking and he came driving up to me on a motorcycle (simiñar to th one stolen). He said he wanted to sell it super cheap. I said indidnt want it, and he replied if i change my mind, to go knock on my door, i live right over there" and showed him where my house is.
Long story short, i never stole that motorcycle. The cops raided me and never found the motorcycle. My lawyers have investigated... never found those 2 key witnesses. I hired a private detective and criminal forensics expert.
These 2 people do not exist according to Credit reports Education board Health records Health insurance records Car insurance records White pages/phone book Tax reports Elections board Social media Business registries
We even hired the private detective to go door to door, in the area of my house, and where the motorcycle was stolen, to ask if they know anyone by those names. They do not.
Ive been waiting and waiting for a hearing to discuss the search warrant, which TODAY was for finally set for the 10th of April.
Hopefully, the judge sees that the police lied. They literally fabricated the existence of 2 people, and their "declarations" to justify a search warrant.
If so, i go home. If not, we appeal, and i keep having more hearings....
Anyone ever hear of anything so blatantly outrageous as this? Any tips for me?
I want to go home. I miss my wife. I miss my son.
2023.04.02 09:46 Saphazure in regards to sailing exp
my idea would be flat exp for literally the act of sailing itself, and bulk exp for discoveries as well. for example, discovering everything possible for the first time can take you to level 30-50 alone, which unlocks the biggest chunk of the skills barriers/content, and the rest of the exp for those wanting the 99 alone could be gained by literally sailing;
-being a crewmember for a larger ship and running various parts of the ship like the sails, the eye, the deck, the wheel, exp for all those actions
-for smaller ships, exp such as the blast furnace pump but with rowing (not a good or fun training method but it's an example of early boat style exp)
-for medium-sized ships (larger ships but for one person), anything from steering, to turning it on initially, to charting a voyage, to successfully arriving, and to getting bonus exp from stuff you did along the way
this way sailing training, even when grinding out the 99, feels natural. the late-game gameplay loop of helping someone run their huge ship is massive incentive for being a crewmember to some guys random trips on their large barge (who would want to without incentive?). and after hella people have 99 simply giving them gold, like for real life crewmembers, would work.
this is all under the assumption that you're a dude on the ship, not the ship itself.
edit: not sure where to fit this, but diving underwater to explore certain things sounds cool as well
edit 2: most sailing destinations should not have teleports. this will bring incentive towards actually sailing there or paying someone to sail you there! imagine friend chats of a private "bus service" of people that always has set routes, or asking someone who owns a certain boat to take you to a place and that's the best kind of boat, etc
edit 3: treasure maps = clue scroll expansion
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-being a crewmember for a larger ship and running various parts of the ship like the sails, the eye, the deck, the wheel, exp for all those actions
-for smaller ships, exp such as the blast furnace pump but with rowing (not a good or fun training method but it's an example of early boat style exp)
-for medium-sized ships (larger ships but for one person), anything from steering, to turning it on initially, to charting a voyage, to successfully arriving, and to getting bonus exp from stuff you did along the way
this way sailing training, even when grinding out the 99, feels natural. the late-game gameplay loop of helping someone run their huge ship is massive incentive for being a crewmember to some guys random trips on their large barge (who would want to without incentive?). and after hella people have 99 simply giving them gold, like for real life crewmembers, would work.
this is all under the assumption that you're a dude on the ship, not the ship itself.
edit: not sure where to fit this, but diving underwater to explore certain things sounds cool as well
edit 2: most sailing destinations should not have teleports. this will bring incentive towards actually sailing there or paying someone to sail you there! imagine friend chats of a private "bus service" of people that always has set routes, or asking someone who owns a certain boat to take you to a place and that's the best kind of boat, etc
edit 3: treasure maps = clue scroll expansion
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2023.04.02 09:33 DanielVz0826 Are Artic P12 still the way to go for 2023?
Hello everyone,
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Will be using an Corsair Airflow 4000D. Wondering if the 5 pack of Artic P12s are still of good performance under $50 USD?
I thought about getting Icue SP120 Elite RGB but reviews indicate loudness and not very good performance (at least for the price).
Any advice is greatly appreciated.
2023.04.02 09:14 cesly1987 Despair's Peak (complete story chapters 1-4 linked)
The Restless God lies trapped, but not idle in its sealed off realm. It writhes and yearns for the day it may again take pleasure in the pain of mortals. To once again play in the blood and baske in the terror only finite creatures can produce.
Many worlds it's fed upon, but never satiated. But the world that fought back against its attacks long ago are the ones it wants all the more. It has become an obsession.
So it waits, and it feels, searching for weaknesses between the borders of our world and itself. Hungry and anxious it salivates at the thought of breaching into our world again. It will be its greatest decadence and pleasure, and our darkest days. Despite this, we must pray to Her Divine! We must beg for mercy and the return of Her light.
-Grand Mage Tellomon the IV on the prophecy of the Dark God's return (Second Age)
Pitch blackness. Pure darkness. A thick void of nothing completely swallowing me up, like a fish in the depths of an ocean.
I was crouched low in a ready position, using my right hand to balance by holding onto the wagon's wheel beside me. My legs burned from forcing myself to remain completely still. But pain had become a constant in my life now.
But I was grateful for the adrenaline burst that would always dampen the ever present burden of hunger and fatigue. At least it helped for a little. But the pain found its way back to me faster and faster each time.
It was hot and humid, almost like the swamps of the eastern bog a good 3 weeks journey from here. The cold wind stopped when the darkness befell our remote town. The breeze no longer ran its cold tendrils across the barren streets.
I grabbed the thin string tied around my neck and pulled out a heavy monocle hanging from it. I held the cold metal up to my eye, to look through the green tinted glass.
The magically infused monocle always remained cool to the touch, with a static shock feeling emanating from it.
I held it to my eye to see the world around me clearly, yet tented in bright shades of green. My eyes roamed across the quiet, motionless street.
Debris and bloated corpses littered the street. With no wind and the unnaturally heavy darkness, this somehow had a dampening effect on the stench coming from decaying bodies. They could only be smelled once you were almost on top of one of them or a meter away. But my dead kinsmen helped even in death, making good landmarks to navigate through the darkness.
There were monsters that accompanied the dark fog. Twisted figures that were the void itself. Maybe they were the cruel thoughts of the Restless God made manifest.
Humans long ago, in the First Age had named them rippers. We all hoped they were just a myth, not actual walking nightmares
The rippers swarmed the town in the blinding dark. They seemed to only kill for killing's sake. They never ate the people they killed, almost like it was just for fun instead of survival.
It made sense in some twisted way. The Restless God must have returned to our realm, and brought these hateful things with it.
Prophets had long told of The Restless One's return by it sending nightmares through the veil of reality, to infest in the minds of our leaders. Centuries of slowly chipping away at the barrier separating us, chipping away at our sanity.
The Restless One birthed itself into our reality like an already dead stillborn abomination. Like a newborn giant, deformed with extra limbs and already rotting from death.
But it was alive! As alive as this strange creature could be. Now it was free, and this did not bring the thing elation, just more anger and restlessness.
How do I know all these things? The nightmare visions sent to all mortals across the realm since the Restless One's returned. Actually there were nightmares for most of the town leading up to the event. I guess it was our omens for being so close to the epicenter of its invasion.
One omen would have been terrible enough, but something this perverse stacked on the misfortune.
Dark signs of its arrival showed themselves all over the Kingdom of Maldune. The signs stretched further across to the neighboring kingdoms. The wretched god's birth pains were so terrible, I wager they were felt thousands of leagues away on The Wild Continent.
But the other Kingdoms didn't have the vast magical communication network like us Modunians, so reports of bad omens tampered off dramatically outside of our borders.
The misfortune of my town was like I said, we were the closest to the epicenter of the entities push into our reality, closest to the cradle of the spoiled god.
An entire mountain range protected us from the shock wave of magical energy, but all livestock siezed up and died. All birds fell from out of the air. All rodents died in their holes. And our very young died in their cribs.
It was a terrible event to have the town's children instantly killed, but now I see it as a mercy for the little ones. The innocent children got to go to Our Divine in their sleep peacefully, or at least quickly. They didn't have to die in the suffocating dark, or by the diseased claws of the rippers.
The town's guard fell quickly. A group of 16 men on loan from The Capitol, to keep peace and protect the trade routes. Our peacekeepers were more used to using words to settle disputes among merchants, or occasionally throw a drunk into a cell overnight.
They were ill equipped to handle the inky blackness that engulfed the town, rolling down from the mountain like a fluid landslide. The confusion of the townspeople quickly turned to pandemonium as the screams began.
That's when we realized we were not alone in the dark. Things moved quickly in the blackness. The Rippers began to slaughter everyone in the pitch blackness.
The first few days are a blur to me even now. But that's how I remember the beginning of the horror, the beginning of the end. I remember the dark engulfing the town, the adrenaline of fear. My last sight was of silent death spilling down from the mountains like a boiling pot overflowing with a viscous poison.
When the black fog first swept over me, my first few breaths of the miasma burned my eyes and lungs. The taste of metal on my tongue. The smell of sulfur and something sweet. Something sweet and rancid. Decay and corruption.
But now I had to shake the fog out of my head and return to the terrible present. I had to embrace the hopeless situation without falling to despair.
My magical sight gazing through the monocle finally spotted the rest of my group. Jillsophie, Tagert, and Fellip. Tag and Fel carrying the heavy burlap sacks of animal feed, while Jill led the three of them through the darkness with her own magical monocle.
We spotted each other from across the corpse littered roadway. The General Goods store had caught on fire early in the supernatural invasion. Somehow the strange darkness had put out the fire, snuffing it out like a heavy blanket thrown over a weak flame. That's why we were back, looting the store, trying to keep from starving to death before the rippers could kill us first.
Jill gave me a series of quick hand signals I had recently taught her. They had scavenged three bags of feed. Fil was carrying two big bags and Tagert one of them, but they were heavy and we were all weak. Jill wasn't carrying anything. She was too busy leading the two of them by pulling on the corded string she had tied around both their waists.
Before I waved the three of them to hurry over, I turned to Caville, my partner in crime on this side of the road beside me. He blinked wide eyed in the darkness, one gloved hand twisting the ends of his graying mustache while the other held a death grip on the pommel of his sheathed short sword.
I had to remember I could see him clearly through my monocle, but he only saw and felt the oppressive darkness. He was just waiting for a claw or fang to strike him from the darkness.
Because of this I lightly placed my hand on his shoulder. The light touch didn't stop Caville from almost jumping out of his boots. He quickly calmed when he realized it was me. The old warrior steadied himself once more.
I place my hand on the flat of his chest so he could feel my finger placement through his light shirt. I signed the question to him through a series of light thumps separating the words.
"Another bag. 40 LBS. Can carry?" I finished my signing by holding the hand placement designating a question mark firmly against his chest. I saw his eyes widen and he grimaced in doubt. His old frame shook a little as he prepared his answer.
Of course he answered back that he could carry the load, but I knew the real answer. It's amazing how much we communicate through non-verbal cues, and how much more when we think we are concealed in darkness.
He was barely standing on two feet. Starving and aching. He was pushing his late 50's, and his joints and muscles carried the pain of being a veteran soldier for over 30 years. He would collapse under the weight of his light armor and newly added bag of feed. No way he could keep quiet or climb back up into the attic we were all hiding at.
But Caville's years of being a proud soldier almost assured me that he would take on the task regardless of his disposition. So I signed back to Jil, "Drop 3rd bag. Later."
I lied and informed Caville that I was incorrect in my assessment. There wasn't an extra bag of feed, and we would be returning to the relative safety of the windmill.
Jil quietly led Fil, with Tagert close behind, across the road. Her own magic monocle making it possible to maneuver around the maze of debris and bodies. They all moved slow enough for Jil to communicate with sharp tugs on the string fastened around both of them. Stealth was key.
When I first saw it I didn't know how to react. I knew what the rippers looked like through my monocle, and I knew the placement of all the dead town-folk. But as I watched my three companions snake around the bloated body of Mr. Dredge, the blacksmith, I saw the faintest quiver of motion within the corpse.
Normally, that would mean some sort of vermin or carrion feeder had nestled within the body. But in this nightmare world we lived in, the Rippers killed everything that wasn't already slaughtered when The Restless One re-emerged into our reality, sending out It's shockwave of death.
To my horror I realized something else. Upon closer inspection of Mr.Dredge's body. I noticed it had somehow moved a couple feet to the left since last time I had seen him. I could even see the wet smear marks in the dirt from where it dragged itself over.
My magical monocle could also detect other magic. It wasn't very good at it but still could. My vision was bathed in illuminating green, but magic showed up white.
That's what I saw rising out of Mr.Dredge's body. Four bright spider-like legs protruded out of the back of the corpse, and hooked into the ground, lifting the stiff dead body into the air slowly, quietly.
Jil in the others were completely unaware of the horror looming up behind them. The jaw of Mr. Dredge fell off with a soggy "plop" into the dirt. What looked like a large inverted scorpion's tail writhed out the body's mouth. The scorpion tale hung down around the body's bloated chest. The tail curling up to point a large stinger at the group.
I could see that Jil had heard the "plop" of the jaw falling off the corpse behind her. She raised her eyebrows, sniffed the air, and froze in an alert state, her two companions bumping into her.
I had temporarily frozen too. I had never seen a monster like this before. Its spider legs lifting the body up to let its human feet brush its toes lightly on the ground. The whole body was ridged from rigor mortis. The body's hands curled to its chest, making fists, stiff legs swaying like the awkward pendulum of a clock. Still bodily juices and blood oozed profusely from hismouth and ripped open guts.
A surreal thought came into my mind. Maybe it was my mind trying to make sense out of nonsense. Mr.Dredges stiff body reminding me of toy soldier from my childhood. They were always stiff jointed when brand new, not dead.
I finally snapped out of my daze when glowing white spikey tendrils pushed the body's guts out with another wet impact noise. The many spiked appendages snaked out slowly towards the back of the unaware Tagert.
"Jil!" my voice boomed out, breaking the silence like a cannon burst. Everyone jumped in surprise. "Run! Run!"
With my off hand I quickly dug into my pocket and produced a phlare, the phosphorus filled stick. I quickly pulled the cap off with my teeth, igniting the flame dangerously close to my face. I didn't care, and barely felt the heat.
Holding out the phlare to signal to Jil and the others, producing a blinding light in the dark. But the blackness was unnatural and dampened the burning flame into a muted orange glow. Regardless, the phlare was still bright enough to signal the unsuspecting trio crossing the street.
Through the monocle I saw all three of them lock eyes on the light and begin to hurry towards me. It was against human instinct to run unaware in darkness. This made them not fast enough, because the Dredge-thing shot out a torso tendril to stab Tagert in the upper back.
Tagert let out a cry of pain, but kept coming. The cry of pain causing all three to break out into a full run. The need to live finally overriding the need to see.
I dropped the phlare as Jill led the other two up to me. They almost ran her poor soul over as she braced to stop them. The Dredge monster seemed to be slow. Her Divine was still blessing us!
I grabbed Caville's shoulder and Jil grabbed the tail of my shirt. We all took off together, back to the windmill.
We tried to go as fast as we could the couple blocks back to our hideout, but It was hard going. Caville lagged beside me, with Tag and Fel huffing as they carried the 40 pound feed bags.
I looked back at Dredge to see it had fallen on its stomach and was skittering after us like a centipede. It was considerably faster now!
I lowered the monocle to put both hands on Caville's shoulders and push him in front of me. Even if I pushed him we still wouldn't be fast enough.
My mind raced, like it had so many times since the birth of the Restless One. My mind swirled with anxious thoughts of decisions and counter-decisions. My sleep deprived and starving brain hallucinated the faces of my people alongside the terrible silver teeth of the Rippers lunging towards me out the colorless backdrop.
But like always, I made a desperate choice. "Drop the feed bags! Its gaining on us!
I expected to hear the "Thump! Thump!" Of the bags hitting the dirt, but I got what I least expected instead.
"No Jack! Don't drop the feed! I'll buy you time!" Caville said as he shrugged free of my grasp on his shoulders and started in the opposite direction towards Dredge.
"I'm so t-tired of running away! A-and I miss my daughter and grandkids!" the old warrior declared, his voice cracking at the end of his statement.
He held out an outstretched hand and fingers. When the tips of them made contact with Jil's dirty clothes, he easily side-stepped around Jil and the other two with grace as they hurried past him in the dark. These were skills long honed from blindfold training to heighten a soldier's situational awareness level.
Jil was the only other to see what was happening. She reached out for him as the other two pushed her forward. She stifled a cry and pushed ahead.
I was glad Jil wouldn't see this, but I felt I had to watch. I had to witness his sacrifice in the depths of this hell.
I saw Dredge's corpse crawl its way up to Caville, one of its longer talons hooking into Caville's upper knee. Caville screamed and sliced horizontally instantly. The sword cut through the air harmlessly over the monster.
Caville took this information and countered quickly as more sharp tendrils stabbed into his lower body. He rose the blade high over his head and let out a final death blow, plunging the sword downwards to impale the monster, staking it to the ground.
The monster pulled the old soldier down and tore into him. Caville's screams echoed out as I turned to run. Worse is when his screams finally choked out and fell silent.
The group of us made it un-accosted for the rest of our journey. We hurried in silence just like we were in mourning. We made it to the edge of town where the river and the watermill stood.
We climbed up the stacked boxes on the side of the building to slide open a wooden panel into the attic.
The inside of the attic had the low glow of multiple lanterns and the stuffy smell of multiple unwashed people living in tight quarters together for a long time.
We piled in quickly to close up the entrance behind us. There were 8 of us now. Me, Jil, Fil, Tag, Mama Denise, her two kids, and Harper sleeping in the corner.
All eyes met mine as they counted the three of us. No one had to ask what happened to Caville. They all knew. I think even the kids knew.
By the best we could reckon, it had been a month since death swept over our town. The rippers patrolled the streets and buildings constantly, searching for survivors to kill in the beginning. They also destroyed any cache of food or weapons they came across.
There was a deeper intelligence behind the rippers. They were vicious and animalistic when encountered, but they would carry out complicated tasks relentlessly, like soldiers receiving orders. It had to be the malicious influence of the Restless One speaking to all of them, like they were the claws at the end of his corrupting grasp.
It was Jil that had the idea for the feed bags at the General Store. Yes, they were for cows and horses, but they had been magically enhanced and would give the human body what it needed also.
It would give us enough strength to try and escape this Divine forsaken town, and hopefully leave the darkness to flee to the safety of the Capitol.
I knew the thought of making it all the way to the Capitol was ridiculous. The longer we headed east, the more likely we ran into the army of rippers that left the town at least two days ago.
It had been hundreds of them! Me and Jil were out scouting the General Store for the feed bags we had just now retrieved.
The going was slow, because the enemy was everywhere. But we knew how to maneuver from rooftop to closely packed rooftop. And the grew closer togeher the closer we got to the center of the town.
From where we started, the watermill in the outskirts of town, it seemed like the town was suspiciously empty of the monsters. But we soon realized that was the opposite. We didn't see any Rippers on the outskirts because they were all gathering together in the town square
The bright figures of humanoid shaped demons clustered together in a giant group. The magical vision of the monocle causing them to glow from whatever evil sorcery created them. So many of them huddling together created a glowing sea, flooding the courtyard.
Rippers were rumored to have always existed. Even before The Restless One returned. But they were rare and only inhabited places of great tragedy and a history of dark magic. Now there was an army of them, amassing to March East towards The Capitol.
Some said The Rippers were phantoms created by The Restless One. They were his only way to reach through dimensions and torment the living.
More scholarly Old-timers theorized the Rippers came from the vengeful spirits of the long extinct elves, hunted to extinction by Man a millennium ago.
Ancient texts mention the long extinct Legacy Elves had a bad habit of dabbling in dark magic, causing The Restless One to specifically target them, repeatedly using the elves innate affinity with magic to breach into our reality to cause havoc.
Many believe Man's genocide against the elves was not entirely warranted, it had help seal The Restless One away. But not all elves worshipped the Restless One. Many of them worshiped Her Divine like we humans do. But relations between elves and humans had always been strained, and this was the excuse humans needed to eliminate their rival for dominance over the lands, once and for all.
"Why must we be punished?" I remembered Tehama asking when all this first happened, back whe. She was alive.
"It's not our fault! It's the fault of our long dead ancestors! The kingdom that commited the atrocity doesn't even exist anymore!" Tehama said in a fit of nervous mania.
We had to hush her for getting too loud. But the truth is, we had no answer. There was no clear reason why we were all being subjected to such anguish.
Like I said, Tehama didn't make it anyways. On a supply run she had grabbed a doll from her old home to bring to Mama Denise and her two girls, but had dropped it in the street when Jil spotted a group of Rippers scaling the rooftops a block away.
We all scrambled to hide, hoping the Ripper patrol moved along. But they spotted the dolly laying in the dirt. And some sort of supernatural intelligence recognized this wasn't here on their last patrol. They knew humans were moving around.
The five of the Rippers in the patrol circled the doll, all letting out a high pitched squeals, like an alarm calling to others.
Me and Jil hid in a nasty bale of hay next to a gutted horse laying beside it, hopefully masking our scent. Our terror rose as we watched more and more Rippers coming out of the shadows. They slid down buildings, out of doorways, from under debris, and they all were all screaming, almost deafening to us.
There were three magical monocle's during this time. All of us had one. And we could all see the count of Rippers going into the hundreds!
They would find us! By flooding every corner of the street, they would come across us eventually!
That's when Tehama made her decision. I didn't see exactly where she hid, but she wasn't hiding anymore. She broke cover and ran directly into the streets, into the crowd of monsters. She tossed her monocle behind her towards our direction, maybe for us to recover later.
Of course they glowed brightly through the monocle, but to the naked eye they were an inky black. A black blacker than their surroundings, making it almost impossible to see them.
When the Rippers got close to their chosen victim, they allowed their prey to see their shiny silver teeth.
The sharp protruding teeth stand out bright and glistening, almost like silver, against the backdrop of darkness. as they moved in to kill the hapless human.
This is all Tehama saw as she dropped to his knees and searched blindly for the dropped dolly. She screamed and cried as the teeth sank into her tearing off little bits of her flesh.
The Rippers began to whoop and laugh like hyenas as they snatched piece by peice of her away. From the little I knew, the Rippers didn't need to eat. They just bit her for the joyful cruelness of it.
Blood soaked, mostly skinless hands of poor Tehama found the dolly that had started all of this horror. She hugged it close to her skinless chest and let out a gurgling scream before tipping over, most likely dead from shock.
That very second! That truly horrid moment! I decided I wasn't going to die in this town. I wasn't going to "wait it out" like all the old-timers advised. They are all dead now anyways! They didn't wait it out.
The King's armies hadn't made it in time. No fireballs from battlemages to shatter the darkness, no royal purple knights lead by The Heroic Prince Julian, no salvation from Her Divine!
If we waited we would all die in the dark. No doubt the King was coming with his armies, but how many days, or years will it take to Him to reach our settlement?
No, I would not die here. I had promised myself this years ago! I would survive like I had also promised! I would save Jil the way she saved me!
Then the army of rippers moved out East towards the Capitol. But there were still wicked things left behind to kill us. But this was our best chance!
As I sat in the darkness of the attic my mind was free to visualize in wonderful colorful detail my last memories before the Restless One tainted our town with its sightless void.
I remembered walking through the town, going towards the training academy. I was going to climb the mountain behind it. I was going to climb it again and again until I graduated and became one of the Royal Warden's Squires. The academy started soon and I never made it to the top without resting and without dropping my pack.
This is why I was one of the first to see our oncoming doom. The inky blackness spilled out from around the mountain to flood towards the town.
I knew I had to run and give warning to the town's guard. I wasn't a Warden's Squire yet, but I still had a duty to protect the people.
Tears heated up my cheeks as I sat in the dark, greatfull Jil and the others couldn't see me crying, as I remembered the death that followed.
But one of my last memories gave me the tiniest blink of hope. I remembered the peak of the mountain stabbing through the blackness. The mountain was tall enough to escape the flood of hell filling the valleys and town around it.
There was a ceremonial watchtower at the top of the mountain, filled with supplies. It's where the academy cadets earned their badges and completed their training. The mountain was the last test to becoming a Warden's Squire. A grueling uphill climb with a nickname given to the mountain by past cadets that like to boast over their hard earned accomplishments.
The mountain was affectionately called Mt. Despair, and it would be our salvation.
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Many worlds it's fed upon, but never satiated. But the world that fought back against its attacks long ago are the ones it wants all the more. It has become an obsession.
So it waits, and it feels, searching for weaknesses between the borders of our world and itself. Hungry and anxious it salivates at the thought of breaching into our world again. It will be its greatest decadence and pleasure, and our darkest days. Despite this, we must pray to Her Divine! We must beg for mercy and the return of Her light.
-Grand Mage Tellomon the IV on the prophecy of the Dark God's return (Second Age)
Pitch blackness. Pure darkness. A thick void of nothing completely swallowing me up, like a fish in the depths of an ocean.
I was crouched low in a ready position, using my right hand to balance by holding onto the wagon's wheel beside me. My legs burned from forcing myself to remain completely still. But pain had become a constant in my life now.
But I was grateful for the adrenaline burst that would always dampen the ever present burden of hunger and fatigue. At least it helped for a little. But the pain found its way back to me faster and faster each time.
It was hot and humid, almost like the swamps of the eastern bog a good 3 weeks journey from here. The cold wind stopped when the darkness befell our remote town. The breeze no longer ran its cold tendrils across the barren streets.
I grabbed the thin string tied around my neck and pulled out a heavy monocle hanging from it. I held the cold metal up to my eye, to look through the green tinted glass.
The magically infused monocle always remained cool to the touch, with a static shock feeling emanating from it.
I held it to my eye to see the world around me clearly, yet tented in bright shades of green. My eyes roamed across the quiet, motionless street.
Debris and bloated corpses littered the street. With no wind and the unnaturally heavy darkness, this somehow had a dampening effect on the stench coming from decaying bodies. They could only be smelled once you were almost on top of one of them or a meter away. But my dead kinsmen helped even in death, making good landmarks to navigate through the darkness.
There were monsters that accompanied the dark fog. Twisted figures that were the void itself. Maybe they were the cruel thoughts of the Restless God made manifest.
Humans long ago, in the First Age had named them rippers. We all hoped they were just a myth, not actual walking nightmares
The rippers swarmed the town in the blinding dark. They seemed to only kill for killing's sake. They never ate the people they killed, almost like it was just for fun instead of survival.
It made sense in some twisted way. The Restless God must have returned to our realm, and brought these hateful things with it.
Prophets had long told of The Restless One's return by it sending nightmares through the veil of reality, to infest in the minds of our leaders. Centuries of slowly chipping away at the barrier separating us, chipping away at our sanity.
The Restless One birthed itself into our reality like an already dead stillborn abomination. Like a newborn giant, deformed with extra limbs and already rotting from death.
But it was alive! As alive as this strange creature could be. Now it was free, and this did not bring the thing elation, just more anger and restlessness.
How do I know all these things? The nightmare visions sent to all mortals across the realm since the Restless One's returned. Actually there were nightmares for most of the town leading up to the event. I guess it was our omens for being so close to the epicenter of its invasion.
One omen would have been terrible enough, but something this perverse stacked on the misfortune.
Dark signs of its arrival showed themselves all over the Kingdom of Maldune. The signs stretched further across to the neighboring kingdoms. The wretched god's birth pains were so terrible, I wager they were felt thousands of leagues away on The Wild Continent.
But the other Kingdoms didn't have the vast magical communication network like us Modunians, so reports of bad omens tampered off dramatically outside of our borders.
The misfortune of my town was like I said, we were the closest to the epicenter of the entities push into our reality, closest to the cradle of the spoiled god.
An entire mountain range protected us from the shock wave of magical energy, but all livestock siezed up and died. All birds fell from out of the air. All rodents died in their holes. And our very young died in their cribs.
It was a terrible event to have the town's children instantly killed, but now I see it as a mercy for the little ones. The innocent children got to go to Our Divine in their sleep peacefully, or at least quickly. They didn't have to die in the suffocating dark, or by the diseased claws of the rippers.
The town's guard fell quickly. A group of 16 men on loan from The Capitol, to keep peace and protect the trade routes. Our peacekeepers were more used to using words to settle disputes among merchants, or occasionally throw a drunk into a cell overnight.
They were ill equipped to handle the inky blackness that engulfed the town, rolling down from the mountain like a fluid landslide. The confusion of the townspeople quickly turned to pandemonium as the screams began.
That's when we realized we were not alone in the dark. Things moved quickly in the blackness. The Rippers began to slaughter everyone in the pitch blackness.
The first few days are a blur to me even now. But that's how I remember the beginning of the horror, the beginning of the end. I remember the dark engulfing the town, the adrenaline of fear. My last sight was of silent death spilling down from the mountains like a boiling pot overflowing with a viscous poison.
When the black fog first swept over me, my first few breaths of the miasma burned my eyes and lungs. The taste of metal on my tongue. The smell of sulfur and something sweet. Something sweet and rancid. Decay and corruption.
But now I had to shake the fog out of my head and return to the terrible present. I had to embrace the hopeless situation without falling to despair.
My magical sight gazing through the monocle finally spotted the rest of my group. Jillsophie, Tagert, and Fellip. Tag and Fel carrying the heavy burlap sacks of animal feed, while Jill led the three of them through the darkness with her own magical monocle.
We spotted each other from across the corpse littered roadway. The General Goods store had caught on fire early in the supernatural invasion. Somehow the strange darkness had put out the fire, snuffing it out like a heavy blanket thrown over a weak flame. That's why we were back, looting the store, trying to keep from starving to death before the rippers could kill us first.
Jill gave me a series of quick hand signals I had recently taught her. They had scavenged three bags of feed. Fil was carrying two big bags and Tagert one of them, but they were heavy and we were all weak. Jill wasn't carrying anything. She was too busy leading the two of them by pulling on the corded string she had tied around both their waists.
Before I waved the three of them to hurry over, I turned to Caville, my partner in crime on this side of the road beside me. He blinked wide eyed in the darkness, one gloved hand twisting the ends of his graying mustache while the other held a death grip on the pommel of his sheathed short sword.
I had to remember I could see him clearly through my monocle, but he only saw and felt the oppressive darkness. He was just waiting for a claw or fang to strike him from the darkness.
Because of this I lightly placed my hand on his shoulder. The light touch didn't stop Caville from almost jumping out of his boots. He quickly calmed when he realized it was me. The old warrior steadied himself once more.
I place my hand on the flat of his chest so he could feel my finger placement through his light shirt. I signed the question to him through a series of light thumps separating the words.
"Another bag. 40 LBS. Can carry?" I finished my signing by holding the hand placement designating a question mark firmly against his chest. I saw his eyes widen and he grimaced in doubt. His old frame shook a little as he prepared his answer.
Of course he answered back that he could carry the load, but I knew the real answer. It's amazing how much we communicate through non-verbal cues, and how much more when we think we are concealed in darkness.
He was barely standing on two feet. Starving and aching. He was pushing his late 50's, and his joints and muscles carried the pain of being a veteran soldier for over 30 years. He would collapse under the weight of his light armor and newly added bag of feed. No way he could keep quiet or climb back up into the attic we were all hiding at.
But Caville's years of being a proud soldier almost assured me that he would take on the task regardless of his disposition. So I signed back to Jil, "Drop 3rd bag. Later."
I lied and informed Caville that I was incorrect in my assessment. There wasn't an extra bag of feed, and we would be returning to the relative safety of the windmill.
Jil quietly led Fil, with Tagert close behind, across the road. Her own magic monocle making it possible to maneuver around the maze of debris and bodies. They all moved slow enough for Jil to communicate with sharp tugs on the string fastened around both of them. Stealth was key.
When I first saw it I didn't know how to react. I knew what the rippers looked like through my monocle, and I knew the placement of all the dead town-folk. But as I watched my three companions snake around the bloated body of Mr. Dredge, the blacksmith, I saw the faintest quiver of motion within the corpse.
Normally, that would mean some sort of vermin or carrion feeder had nestled within the body. But in this nightmare world we lived in, the Rippers killed everything that wasn't already slaughtered when The Restless One re-emerged into our reality, sending out It's shockwave of death.
To my horror I realized something else. Upon closer inspection of Mr.Dredge's body. I noticed it had somehow moved a couple feet to the left since last time I had seen him. I could even see the wet smear marks in the dirt from where it dragged itself over.
My magical monocle could also detect other magic. It wasn't very good at it but still could. My vision was bathed in illuminating green, but magic showed up white.
That's what I saw rising out of Mr.Dredge's body. Four bright spider-like legs protruded out of the back of the corpse, and hooked into the ground, lifting the stiff dead body into the air slowly, quietly.
Jil in the others were completely unaware of the horror looming up behind them. The jaw of Mr. Dredge fell off with a soggy "plop" into the dirt. What looked like a large inverted scorpion's tail writhed out the body's mouth. The scorpion tale hung down around the body's bloated chest. The tail curling up to point a large stinger at the group.
I could see that Jil had heard the "plop" of the jaw falling off the corpse behind her. She raised her eyebrows, sniffed the air, and froze in an alert state, her two companions bumping into her.
I had temporarily frozen too. I had never seen a monster like this before. Its spider legs lifting the body up to let its human feet brush its toes lightly on the ground. The whole body was ridged from rigor mortis. The body's hands curled to its chest, making fists, stiff legs swaying like the awkward pendulum of a clock. Still bodily juices and blood oozed profusely from hismouth and ripped open guts.
A surreal thought came into my mind. Maybe it was my mind trying to make sense out of nonsense. Mr.Dredges stiff body reminding me of toy soldier from my childhood. They were always stiff jointed when brand new, not dead.
I finally snapped out of my daze when glowing white spikey tendrils pushed the body's guts out with another wet impact noise. The many spiked appendages snaked out slowly towards the back of the unaware Tagert.
"Jil!" my voice boomed out, breaking the silence like a cannon burst. Everyone jumped in surprise. "Run! Run!"
With my off hand I quickly dug into my pocket and produced a phlare, the phosphorus filled stick. I quickly pulled the cap off with my teeth, igniting the flame dangerously close to my face. I didn't care, and barely felt the heat.
Holding out the phlare to signal to Jil and the others, producing a blinding light in the dark. But the blackness was unnatural and dampened the burning flame into a muted orange glow. Regardless, the phlare was still bright enough to signal the unsuspecting trio crossing the street.
Through the monocle I saw all three of them lock eyes on the light and begin to hurry towards me. It was against human instinct to run unaware in darkness. This made them not fast enough, because the Dredge-thing shot out a torso tendril to stab Tagert in the upper back.
Tagert let out a cry of pain, but kept coming. The cry of pain causing all three to break out into a full run. The need to live finally overriding the need to see.
I dropped the phlare as Jill led the other two up to me. They almost ran her poor soul over as she braced to stop them. The Dredge monster seemed to be slow. Her Divine was still blessing us!
I grabbed Caville's shoulder and Jil grabbed the tail of my shirt. We all took off together, back to the windmill.
We tried to go as fast as we could the couple blocks back to our hideout, but It was hard going. Caville lagged beside me, with Tag and Fel huffing as they carried the 40 pound feed bags.
I looked back at Dredge to see it had fallen on its stomach and was skittering after us like a centipede. It was considerably faster now!
I lowered the monocle to put both hands on Caville's shoulders and push him in front of me. Even if I pushed him we still wouldn't be fast enough.
My mind raced, like it had so many times since the birth of the Restless One. My mind swirled with anxious thoughts of decisions and counter-decisions. My sleep deprived and starving brain hallucinated the faces of my people alongside the terrible silver teeth of the Rippers lunging towards me out the colorless backdrop.
But like always, I made a desperate choice. "Drop the feed bags! Its gaining on us!
I expected to hear the "Thump! Thump!" Of the bags hitting the dirt, but I got what I least expected instead.
"No Jack! Don't drop the feed! I'll buy you time!" Caville said as he shrugged free of my grasp on his shoulders and started in the opposite direction towards Dredge.
"I'm so t-tired of running away! A-and I miss my daughter and grandkids!" the old warrior declared, his voice cracking at the end of his statement.
He held out an outstretched hand and fingers. When the tips of them made contact with Jil's dirty clothes, he easily side-stepped around Jil and the other two with grace as they hurried past him in the dark. These were skills long honed from blindfold training to heighten a soldier's situational awareness level.
Jil was the only other to see what was happening. She reached out for him as the other two pushed her forward. She stifled a cry and pushed ahead.
I was glad Jil wouldn't see this, but I felt I had to watch. I had to witness his sacrifice in the depths of this hell.
I saw Dredge's corpse crawl its way up to Caville, one of its longer talons hooking into Caville's upper knee. Caville screamed and sliced horizontally instantly. The sword cut through the air harmlessly over the monster.
Caville took this information and countered quickly as more sharp tendrils stabbed into his lower body. He rose the blade high over his head and let out a final death blow, plunging the sword downwards to impale the monster, staking it to the ground.
The monster pulled the old soldier down and tore into him. Caville's screams echoed out as I turned to run. Worse is when his screams finally choked out and fell silent.
The group of us made it un-accosted for the rest of our journey. We hurried in silence just like we were in mourning. We made it to the edge of town where the river and the watermill stood.
We climbed up the stacked boxes on the side of the building to slide open a wooden panel into the attic.
The inside of the attic had the low glow of multiple lanterns and the stuffy smell of multiple unwashed people living in tight quarters together for a long time.
We piled in quickly to close up the entrance behind us. There were 8 of us now. Me, Jil, Fil, Tag, Mama Denise, her two kids, and Harper sleeping in the corner.
All eyes met mine as they counted the three of us. No one had to ask what happened to Caville. They all knew. I think even the kids knew.
By the best we could reckon, it had been a month since death swept over our town. The rippers patrolled the streets and buildings constantly, searching for survivors to kill in the beginning. They also destroyed any cache of food or weapons they came across.
There was a deeper intelligence behind the rippers. They were vicious and animalistic when encountered, but they would carry out complicated tasks relentlessly, like soldiers receiving orders. It had to be the malicious influence of the Restless One speaking to all of them, like they were the claws at the end of his corrupting grasp.
It was Jil that had the idea for the feed bags at the General Store. Yes, they were for cows and horses, but they had been magically enhanced and would give the human body what it needed also.
It would give us enough strength to try and escape this Divine forsaken town, and hopefully leave the darkness to flee to the safety of the Capitol.
I knew the thought of making it all the way to the Capitol was ridiculous. The longer we headed east, the more likely we ran into the army of rippers that left the town at least two days ago.
It had been hundreds of them! Me and Jil were out scouting the General Store for the feed bags we had just now retrieved.
The going was slow, because the enemy was everywhere. But we knew how to maneuver from rooftop to closely packed rooftop. And the grew closer togeher the closer we got to the center of the town.
From where we started, the watermill in the outskirts of town, it seemed like the town was suspiciously empty of the monsters. But we soon realized that was the opposite. We didn't see any Rippers on the outskirts because they were all gathering together in the town square
The bright figures of humanoid shaped demons clustered together in a giant group. The magical vision of the monocle causing them to glow from whatever evil sorcery created them. So many of them huddling together created a glowing sea, flooding the courtyard.
Rippers were rumored to have always existed. Even before The Restless One returned. But they were rare and only inhabited places of great tragedy and a history of dark magic. Now there was an army of them, amassing to March East towards The Capitol.
Some said The Rippers were phantoms created by The Restless One. They were his only way to reach through dimensions and torment the living.
More scholarly Old-timers theorized the Rippers came from the vengeful spirits of the long extinct elves, hunted to extinction by Man a millennium ago.
Ancient texts mention the long extinct Legacy Elves had a bad habit of dabbling in dark magic, causing The Restless One to specifically target them, repeatedly using the elves innate affinity with magic to breach into our reality to cause havoc.
Many believe Man's genocide against the elves was not entirely warranted, it had help seal The Restless One away. But not all elves worshipped the Restless One. Many of them worshiped Her Divine like we humans do. But relations between elves and humans had always been strained, and this was the excuse humans needed to eliminate their rival for dominance over the lands, once and for all.
"Why must we be punished?" I remembered Tehama asking when all this first happened, back whe. She was alive.
"It's not our fault! It's the fault of our long dead ancestors! The kingdom that commited the atrocity doesn't even exist anymore!" Tehama said in a fit of nervous mania.
We had to hush her for getting too loud. But the truth is, we had no answer. There was no clear reason why we were all being subjected to such anguish.
Like I said, Tehama didn't make it anyways. On a supply run she had grabbed a doll from her old home to bring to Mama Denise and her two girls, but had dropped it in the street when Jil spotted a group of Rippers scaling the rooftops a block away.
We all scrambled to hide, hoping the Ripper patrol moved along. But they spotted the dolly laying in the dirt. And some sort of supernatural intelligence recognized this wasn't here on their last patrol. They knew humans were moving around.
The five of the Rippers in the patrol circled the doll, all letting out a high pitched squeals, like an alarm calling to others.
Me and Jil hid in a nasty bale of hay next to a gutted horse laying beside it, hopefully masking our scent. Our terror rose as we watched more and more Rippers coming out of the shadows. They slid down buildings, out of doorways, from under debris, and they all were all screaming, almost deafening to us.
There were three magical monocle's during this time. All of us had one. And we could all see the count of Rippers going into the hundreds!
They would find us! By flooding every corner of the street, they would come across us eventually!
That's when Tehama made her decision. I didn't see exactly where she hid, but she wasn't hiding anymore. She broke cover and ran directly into the streets, into the crowd of monsters. She tossed her monocle behind her towards our direction, maybe for us to recover later.
Of course they glowed brightly through the monocle, but to the naked eye they were an inky black. A black blacker than their surroundings, making it almost impossible to see them.
When the Rippers got close to their chosen victim, they allowed their prey to see their shiny silver teeth.
The sharp protruding teeth stand out bright and glistening, almost like silver, against the backdrop of darkness. as they moved in to kill the hapless human.
This is all Tehama saw as she dropped to his knees and searched blindly for the dropped dolly. She screamed and cried as the teeth sank into her tearing off little bits of her flesh.
The Rippers began to whoop and laugh like hyenas as they snatched piece by peice of her away. From the little I knew, the Rippers didn't need to eat. They just bit her for the joyful cruelness of it.
Blood soaked, mostly skinless hands of poor Tehama found the dolly that had started all of this horror. She hugged it close to her skinless chest and let out a gurgling scream before tipping over, most likely dead from shock.
That very second! That truly horrid moment! I decided I wasn't going to die in this town. I wasn't going to "wait it out" like all the old-timers advised. They are all dead now anyways! They didn't wait it out.
The King's armies hadn't made it in time. No fireballs from battlemages to shatter the darkness, no royal purple knights lead by The Heroic Prince Julian, no salvation from Her Divine!
If we waited we would all die in the dark. No doubt the King was coming with his armies, but how many days, or years will it take to Him to reach our settlement?
No, I would not die here. I had promised myself this years ago! I would survive like I had also promised! I would save Jil the way she saved me!
Then the army of rippers moved out East towards the Capitol. But there were still wicked things left behind to kill us. But this was our best chance!
As I sat in the darkness of the attic my mind was free to visualize in wonderful colorful detail my last memories before the Restless One tainted our town with its sightless void.
I remembered walking through the town, going towards the training academy. I was going to climb the mountain behind it. I was going to climb it again and again until I graduated and became one of the Royal Warden's Squires. The academy started soon and I never made it to the top without resting and without dropping my pack.
This is why I was one of the first to see our oncoming doom. The inky blackness spilled out from around the mountain to flood towards the town.
I knew I had to run and give warning to the town's guard. I wasn't a Warden's Squire yet, but I still had a duty to protect the people.
Tears heated up my cheeks as I sat in the dark, greatfull Jil and the others couldn't see me crying, as I remembered the death that followed.
But one of my last memories gave me the tiniest blink of hope. I remembered the peak of the mountain stabbing through the blackness. The mountain was tall enough to escape the flood of hell filling the valleys and town around it.
There was a ceremonial watchtower at the top of the mountain, filled with supplies. It's where the academy cadets earned their badges and completed their training. The mountain was the last test to becoming a Warden's Squire. A grueling uphill climb with a nickname given to the mountain by past cadets that like to boast over their hard earned accomplishments.
The mountain was affectionately called Mt. Despair, and it would be our salvation.
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