Fate Reveals: Men look at crime. They look at the modern horrors of the modern world. A shooting here. A killing here. A mental illness there. Online discourse. Nobody gets along. Birth rates dropping. Respect is dead. Hierarchy buried. Weight is a joke. Children with wealth. A world where everyone
Fate Reveals: Bioshock Infinite. Ken Levine. A story they called it. A video game they said it was. A story about a man. A city. A lighthouse. A girl in a tower. A God. Tears. A man with guilt. A baptism. Twins. Irony. A floating city. Traveling worlds. Rewriting worlds.
Fate Reveals: Not here. Not yet. Too early. Too late. Too impossible. Too collapsed. For we are simply products of our environment. Impossible conditions. Accelerated conditions. Only to get impossible beings. A missing pinky. Tear powers. A girl in a tower. A floating city. Inflated men. Impossible weight. Impossible sight.
Fate Reveals: Civilization once followed a natural curve. Natural building. Aligned tendons and muscle growth. That is... Until English. Steroids. But for being. For ontology. For technological advancement. Except. Only the muscle grew. The tech. Not the being. Not the weight of the soul. Not the ontology. For given a
Fate Reveals: Five Nights At Freddy's. Missing Children. Buried bodies. Rusted suits. Rotten life. Forgotten spirits. Forgotten ontology. And a man who thought he could get away. A man who thought: He could bury truth. Hide it under flesh and steel. And that it would never march back.
Fate Reveals: Golden suit. Dead man. Torn fabric. Exposed wires. Rotting flesh. Missing teeth. Jagged bone. A horrifying groan. A moving piece of metal with no direction. An animated ego with a rotting soul. Held together by scraps. Springs. Locks. Traps. An abandoned pizzeria. And a refusal to leave. A
Fate Reveals: Most men think the issue of the modern world is: Weak men. No strong men. Strong men create good times. Weak men bring bad times. But this is surface. This is story logic. This is child's play. A shadow over the real rot. This is one-
Fate Reveals: You speak to friends. You smile. You laugh. You joke. You speak like nothing has changed. As if one is just living life. But little do they know. One of them is not living life. One of them IS life. One of them is the shifter that will
Fate Reveals: There is only one horror greater than all horrors: Weightlessness. 0 pretending to be alive. 0 pretending to be something. Weightlessness pretending to be mass. A loop pretending to be life. When in reality? It's just another balloon. And the only reason it stands? Is because
Fate Reveals: It is one thing to fight one infected. One clicker. One runner. One stalker. That is manageable. But the moment you step into a nest? Step on a piece of glass? Accidentally shine your light wrong? Or even fire your gun? You realize: There is not just one.
Fate Reveals: Two men sit across a table. A therapist. A king. They discuss. For one is weight. The other attempts to pick it apart. One is the ocean. And the other tries to bottle it. Until eventually they hit the inevitable mirror of God. And here you can see
Fate Reveals: Men love. Conditionally. They say: I love you, so do this. I love you, follow me. I love you, this is whats best for you. For men are loved. But Fate? Fate is love. And what is love does not force. It simply leaves the door open. Walk.