>>96405507
A priori, mathematically fixed ontological stability. To exist because I must exist in the sense that 2+2 must equal 4. Which is a fanciful way of saying “being Imperial” or “having a personal reservoir of Light that grows over time”

>>96405283
Nobody has any rights, only privileges that can be taken at any moment if I deem them inefficient.

>>96374937
I looked up again. "But this time, there's no rush. You heard what that boy just said?"

He shook his head, downcast. "I can scarcely believe it. To think he'd, hah, vote as if half the world wouldn't vote with him. Well, that's...I can't hate that resolve. But you! If you know what's coming-"

And it showed itself. The spear of God Almighty, cauterising reality merely my emerging, reshaping the edges of what passed for the horizon here in divine revelation, a promise of certain destruction wreathing it's entry into the mortal plane.

"-then why wouldn't you try to stop this?!"

"Who says" I said, gathering all the power so far within me, "I'm not?"

Lucifer at last understood what I was doing. The conditions were right. A human (Mr. Priest) was in danger of a force that was technically responsible for the demons. I wasn't entering into a conflict with God or protecting the demons I'd assaulted the lords of let alone staging a rebellion, I was merely a tool fulfilling it's function as unerringly as a carpenter sent to die on a cross. I'd have to hit the spear askew, I thought. Redirect and disperse the divine energy for my purposes.

The force of God's power tore through me like a mortal touching an electrified fence-and gripping tighter. Even as the angels threw me abashed looks while lending me their power, even as techno-circuitry fizzled out in my own flesh. The pain was nothing compared to what was at stake. And in the torrent of destructive power, I felt a certain paternal amusement at what was to follow.

"You didn't really think" panted Lucifer, grabbing the other end of the spear, "I'd leave you to do ALL the heavy lifting, did you?"

"Not at all" I admitted, heaving. "Still, with me here you can spare a hand. You can finish the ritual, and you know I won't stop you. Will you?"

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[Persona 5 redux]

It had been a productive year. I'd found my friend Igor's place ransacked, immediately bodied the other demiurge responsible for it, and forced him into becoming an extra Persona before proceeding to basically do what he wanted anyway. Yaldabaoth had been mildly surprised I was willing to share power with the rest of the Phantom Thieves but as I pointed out, no good deep state was complete without a cabal of nepotistic cronies on a power trip. That power trip just happened to be forcibly slashing legal working hours to France-like levels, paying off the national debt (by stealing the hearts of creditors) and creating new job opportunities (while also simultaneously stealing the hearts of Tokuryū ringleaders). Ironically Yaldabaoth turned out to have a mysterious power useful for reversing the declining birthrate. He was extremely vague about why.

Really apart from the run-in with...Azathoth, yep Azathoth and nothing else and I sealed all knowledge of that shit harder than Gwyn sealed the true origin of humanity, things were looking up. Soon, this world too would fall under my tyrannical and despotic influence.

Until that is, the day we all went on holiday only to find ourselves stranded in some kind of metaphorical astral realm of a guy having an emotional breakdown.

"Ryuji. Status?" I demanded.

"We're all nerfed, dude!" he complained. "Yeah, I've forgotten how to attack!" complained Futaba. "Well that's completely unacceptable. I'll have to use the real power of nepotism! Satanael, lend me your power!" I declared.

Satanael, who somehow looked kind of miffed about being on the side of totalitarianism despite being a metallic archangel thing, proceeded to give all my teammates back their hard-earned powerups. We proceeded to soundly thrash the...the annoying pink thing that really wanted to get married to a sad little politician named Toshiro Kasukabe.

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