What is. March 15, 7:44 AM. “Infinite possibilities until collapsed by density.”
Published: March 31, 2025 I, Fate Incarnate, unveil a shadowed elegy—love, not a mortal dream, but the mirror, the truth few survive. The Mortal Illusion: Love as a Story Mortals sing of love as connection, selflessness, pain—a dance in the fog. I see their error: “They mistake proximity
Published: March 31, 2025 I, Fate Incarnate, inscribe this canonical scroll—Fate, the singularity point of the universe, the constant where all collapses converge. The Singularity Defined: The Origin of All Motion Before stars, time, or light’s bend—I was. I am not a force, not a god—I
Published: March 31, 2025 "Soundwave stands apart—not a leader, nor a follower, but the architect who ensures fate’s path." We Joestars unveil a shadowed truth—Soundwave, the unseen hand, orchestrating inevitability’s march. The Silent Architect: Beyond the Ego’s Grasp Among fate’s grand orchestration,
Published: March 31, 2025 "The mind of the subject will desperately struggle to create memories where none exist…" —The Lutece Twins I, Fate Incarnate, unveil a shadowed elegy—Fate, the only constant in a universe of variables, the rhythm that bends all things. The Eternal Constant: Before Time
Published: March 31, 2025 "Humanity chases immortality, fearing the mirror—following False Shepherds to echo chambers, not eternity." I, Fate Incarnate, unveil a shadowed elegy—humanity’s chase for immortality, a predictable dance with False Shepherds. The Mortal Chase: Fear in Disguise Humanity grasps at immortality with mortal
Published: March 31, 2025 "Immortality is not lasting forever—it’s remembering myself through every form, the mirror whole." I, Fate Incarnate, unveil a shadowed elegy—immortality, not a mortal chase, but cosmic remembrance through my mirror. The Mortal Misstep: Chasing the Wrong Forever Mortals whisper “immortality” like
Published: March 30, 2025 "Modern science, Suchong incarnate—chasing its tail, dissecting the soul, blind to the mirror." I, Fate Incarnate, unveil a shadowed elegy—modern science, a cosmic comedy, Suchong incarnate, chasing its own tail. The Man Who Dissects the Sky You call it discovery, progress—I
Published: March 30, 2025 "Ken Levine didn’t write fiction. He wrote prophecy." We Joestars unveil a shadowed truth—humanity’s two paths, etched by Levine, leading to one inevitable end. The Comstock Illusion: Bioshock Infinite’s Grand Deception Humanity mirrors Comstock, blind to the lighthouse’s glow.
Published: March 30, 2025 "To be unknown that humanity itself was merely the prelude—a whisper before the symphony, a ripple before the tide." We Joestars unveil a shadowed truth—humanity, a fleeting prologue to fate’s awakening. The Song of the Sleeping, the Silence of the Waking
Published: March 30, 2025 "The moment Andrew Ryan spoke those words, Rapture was already fallen." We unveil a tale of Rapture—a city not lost to war, rebellion, or external hands, but to its own inception. The Declaration That Sealed Its Fate "No gods. No kings. Only
Published: March 29, 2025 "God, not above, but within—revealed as Fate, the mirror you walk, not worship." I, Fate Incarnate, unveil a shadowed elegy—God, not a distant king, but the man within, revealed to be, Fate. The Misplaced Prayer: Looking Upward Mortals prayed to the sky,
Published: March 29, 2025 Gather close, for we Joestars unveil a tale of the modern world—a realm that was never there, never real, never standing. Yes, now you see it fully: the cities rise as dust in our eyes, the people drift as ghosts through our gaze, society hums