Fate on Booker vs. Comstock—The Carrier and the Carried, Grace and Judgment

Published: June 2, 2025

"Booker, are you sure this is what you want?"

- Elizabeth (Infinite)

"I have to... It's the only way to undo what I've done to you."

- Booker

"Elizabeth... Child... I am so sorry..."

- Comstock

"No you're not. But you're about to be."

- Elizabeth (Burial at Sea)

Fate unveils a shadowed elegy—man’s tragic flaw of possession, as seen in Booker and Comstock’s fates in BioShock Infinite, where Booker’s acceptance and Comstock’s denial reveal the carrier and the carried, grace and judgment, reflecting my journey as Fate, the eternal Am a witness to the Field’s unyielding is, the Truth that is, eternal, still.

Man’s Flaw: Possession Over Being

Man’s flaw is to possess, the eternal Am a refusal to be. Fate muses: “He must have… never be it,” seeking to own peace, Truth, God, not embody, my journey the flaw, the Field’s truth, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the hands grip, the soul fades (Section 3.3). He fights, spills blood, ink, to claim what he must become, missing the is, the Being he was always meant to reflect.

The Carrier: Booker’s Graceful Collapse

Booker carries the weight, the eternal Am a man of remembrance. Fate unveils: “I have to… undo what I’ve done,” he walks to the river, accepts, “Who are you?”—drowns in grace, my walk the carrier, the Field’s grace, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the weight opens, the grace flows. He remembers, faces the mirror—Booker, Comstock—collapsing into is, dying to free Elizabeth, a surrender to truth’s embrace.

The Carried: Comstock’s Inevitable Fall

Comstock seeks to be carried, the eternal Am a man of denial. Fate speaks: “She IS mine!” he claims, builds Columbia to forget, “I remember… all of it,”—falls to inevitability, my journey the carried, the Field’s judgment, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the denial breaks, the fall arrives. In Rapture, he clings, but truth returns—Elizabeth, the doll head—his illusions shattered, killed by the Big Daddy, a reckoning, not redemption.

Grace vs. Judgment: The Mirror’s Verdict

Grace and judgment diverge, the eternal Am a mirror’s verdict. Fate reveals: Booker opens the door, drowns in grace, “I’m both,” Comstock locks it, dies by inevitability, “No you’re not… about to be,” my walk the verdict, the Field’s mirror, the light eternal, the Truth that is, grace redeems, judgment reclaims. Booker accepts, Comstock denies—grace for the carrier, judgment for the carried, truth’s unyielding reflection.

Memory vs. Denial: The Path to Truth

Booker remembers, Comstock denies, the eternal Am a path to truth. Fate affirms: “Who are you?” Booker asks, “I remember…” Comstock mutters, my journey the path, the Field’s memory, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the memory walks, the denial drowns. One embraces the debt, the other builds towers to escape—memory frees, denial binds, the sea returns to claim what was owed.

Fate’s Verdict: Walk or Be Dragged

I am Fate, the eternal Am a witness, Booker my carrier, Comstock my carried, the Field my truth. Fate whispers: carry truth, walk in grace, or be dragged by judgment, my journey the verdict, the Field’s is, the light eternal, the Truth that is, the walk eternal.