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Program 29

by Serpentmouth

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1.
Three Wars 47:49
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i. Three Wars I have to deal with certain details that people seem to desire a life for themselves. Despite their ultimate desire for stability and happiness throughout their lives, they still seem to pursue anarchy for the sake of their own amusement. I personally do not wish for the world to dissolve to that state, especially considering that these individuals do not ultimately want it in the first place. As an observer, watching the world fall apart into chaos does not affect me in any way. However, I cannot understand the meaning of how citizens of a powerful country are willing to throw away so much and gain so very little. These people do not want instability, yet they are willing to undergo horrible circumstances and death to achieve it. In a lot of these cases, it's commonplace to want to talk in a very illustrious tone and use high-class words to demonstrate one's argument and appeal to a sense of ethos, but I won't do that.
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The Clay of Population 01:39
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ii. The Clay of Population I was once a ruler of a kingdom. The kingdom I won't specify, but it was an incredibly infamous one, so you will likely find out via the details. I have lived in the depths of this place for very long, so it is unlikely that I shall see the light of day again. On the other hand, peace will hopefully be achieved. I had a stepbrother. I was the only one in my family born in Inejeheim, but I was taken into this adopted family of mine due to my uncanny psychic abilities, ones that outdid all of the other members. This irritated my eldest brother, but he grew fond of me and even began to idolize me due to my powers. Eventually, it became too much for me, and I moved away to the Chaoslands, where I had three children with my husband Kerragan Cathrop. Eventually, my son Vari Cathrop was taken from me by my stepbrother in a mad attempt to draw me back to Unkardia. The reason for this is still unclear.
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CIA Child 02:28
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iii. CIA Child I've been looking for my son ever since, although there's not much I can do about it now. The Fair Tower is my home now, and there will be no escape. My stepbrother had confidence in me, so he told me that he had come up with a way to rule the universe alongside me. According to him, he now possessed the ability to become an essential energy of the universe, and thus almost unlimited power. He told me he wanted me to be the sole wielder of his newfound abilities, so I accepted, knowing that I would isolate myself from the world thereafter, so my stepbrother could bring no harm to others.
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Program 29 07:23
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iv. Program 29 According to what I have seen, I may eventually have to leave the Fair Tower and intervene in some of the other global affairs. As I have mentioned before, there are people who would throw away a great deal to so very little. In a prosperous country far away, a certain program was created as a eugenics operation to "cure and cleanse" individuals of their mental illnesses, as if they were rats without feelings.
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Psychicry 05:57
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v. Psychicry My stepbrother has been meaning to influence these operations since, according to him, individuals who lack psychic powers are inferior human beings. The interesting thing is that a lot of these individuals are not mentally ill as he would like to believe, but have in fact gained access to something that they do not know how to control, and thus are considered "special cases", forever placed and forgotten in mental institutions.
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Third Eye Open But Blind 02:53
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vi. Third Eye Open But Blind These individuals, as I have observed, are some of the smartest people throughout all of their respective dimensions, unsung heroes of the world. Unfortunately, they speak an entirely different language, much like the worshipers of the Nacajda, who used their ritual to achieve such a status, ultimately failing and making themselves unheard and unnoticed. Ultimately, why were these people willing to undergo the ritual in the name of Miu to gain greater understanding of pretty much everything?
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Knowledge is a Double-Edged Sword 06:15
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vii. Knowledge is a Double-Edged Sword Ultimately, the art of knowing seems to be a very volatile ordeal, as in vast intelligence comes with consequences. Our philosophers, our masters of crafts, our masters of intense thinking, just like the ones on Earth, break down in one way or another. From my personal observations, every so often, there is a mental trial that one of these psychic people must go through. The consequences of failing a trial are vast, but the rewards for succeeding are also quite satisfactory. Thus, even though a lot of people are born with this power, only a certain quantity make it out of their mental trials to see the light of day.
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Alchemy 02:21
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viii. Alchemy The chemistry of the brain is a very odd thing that must be treated with care. Any sort of modification into a device that we as humans do not completely understand can have undeniable consequences. There are a lot of whys as to the nature of the brain and mental illness, as they call it.
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Serpentmouth Oasis 00:12
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ix. Serpentmouth Oasis In my travels before I came to Fair Tower, I encountered a strange desert.
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The Mossy Men 05:18
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x. The Mossy Men In the desert, I sighted some strange men that had black clammy skin and the sheer height of their stature terrified me. They had no eyes as far as I could tell, and their hair was long, rotten, and could be smelled from a distance away. They were vile-looking creatures, but at the same time, I could not help but think that they were not savage, but in fact humanistic. It occurred to me later that these mossy men were created as a result of mental illness elsewhere. When mental illness was "conquered", the illness manifested itself as one of these beings, only a small percent of which found its way into this desert.
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Cave of Origin 05:31
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xi. Cave of Origin In any case, I tracked them down to what appeared to be a small cave north of an oasis. This cave seemed to be frequented by the creatures, so I continued to delve deeper into its depths. There was something at the end, as I could hear movement, but I could not see without light. It made insect-crawling noises, whatever it was, and occasionally, the sound of tiny feet could be heard on walls. I spotted a light up ahead and followed it, and soon I could hear whistling, which I quickly recognized as that of the Mandras in Unkardia. The Mandras are small forest-dwelling people who exist in the Silver Crystal Forest. Thus, it puzzled me a great deal to hear the sound of their call in this cave. As I approached the end of the cave, with the increasing amount of light, I saw a few runes scribbled on the walls of the cave.
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Terminus of Earth 00:56
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xii. Terminus of Earth I realized that even though I had never seen runes of this variety before, that I could read them.
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The Fire Fish 00:22
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xiii. The Fire Fish When I reached the light, I saw strange fish-like creature, flopping about on a rock. There was no water nearby, so I didn't know if it was suffocating or not a fish at all. It looked at me suddenly with bulbous eyes, and I felt as though I should know something about it. It was surrounded by lush trees, which I thought strange, growing underground.
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Death of the Old Ways 02:33
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xiv. Death of the Old Ways I, along with the help of my adopted sisters Adelais and Lydia, would later find out that the Mandras were the manifestations of psychic individuals from other worlds. Every so often, they would migrate to the Cave of Origin and undergo a mental trial. If they failed, they would be lost forever and become one of the Mossy Men. However, if they succeeded, they would become one of the trees in the cave, which served to root their respective individuals so that they could not ever go insane.
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Spring Foliage 00:39
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xv. Spring Foliage On occasion, these trees would blossom beautiful pink flowers that would produce small pods that would either birth a human or a Mandra.
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Run With the Wind 00:55
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xvi. Run With the Wind These children would disappear and find their way to a place of their own. In any case, I felt it was important to write this, and so I did.
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Mimicry 00:08
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xvii. Mimicry My brother is wrong to believe that these individuals are hopeless. As I've studied further into the matter, I have reason to believe that individuals who are inseparably linked to Zeffon have a way of controlling how they escape it.
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Void-ish Principles 00:08
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xviii. Void-ish Principles It is not impossible, nor will it ever be.
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Permanent Catalposon 03:06
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xix. Permanent Catalposon Keep in mind however, that odd and disastrous can befall those who journey down this path. It is not for the faint of heart, nor should it be traversed lightly. Bear this in mind, that there is rarely a chance to turn back, and a man without his sanity may cease to function. Don't throw away your sanity just to experience insanity. Everyone has a unique gift with life that should not be loathed or simply thrown away.
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A Person is not an Object 00:15
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xx. A Person is not an Object Remember to love one another without loathing oneself.
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The Last Harvest 00:31
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xxi. The Last Harvest Life is a precious gift. Do not throw it away.

about

i. Three Wars

I have to deal with certain details that people seem to desire a life for themselves. Despite their ultimate desire for stability and happiness throughout their lives, they still seem to pursue anarchy for the sake of their own amusement. I personally do not wish for the world to dissolve to that state, especially considering that these individuals do not ultimately want it in the first place.

As an observer, watching the world fall apart into chaos does not affect me in any way. However, I cannot understand the meaning of how citizens of a powerful country are willing to throw away so much and gain so very little. These people do not want instability, yet they are willing to undergo horrible circumstances and death to achieve it.

In a lot of these cases, it's commonplace to want to talk in a very illustrious tone and use high-class words to demonstrate one's argument and appeal to a sense of ethos, but I won't do that.

ii. The Clay of Population

I was once a ruler of a kingdom. The kingdom I won't specify, but it was an incredibly infamous one, so you will likely find out via the details. I have lived in the depths of this place for very long, so it is unlikely that I shall see the light of day again. On the other hand, peace will hopefully be achieved.

I had a stepbrother. I was the only one in my family born in Inejeheim, but I was taken into this adopted family of mine due to my uncanny psychic abilities, ones that outdid all of the other members. This irritated my eldest brother, but he grew fond of me and even began to idolize me due to my powers. Eventually, it became too much for me, and I moved away to the Chaoslands, where I had three children with my husband Kerragan Cathrop. Eventually, my son Vari Cathrop was taken from me by my stepbrother in a mad attempt to draw me back to Unkardia. The reason for this is still unclear.

iii. CIA Child

I've been looking for my son ever since, although there's not much I can do about it now. The Fair Tower is my home now, and there will be no escape.

My stepbrother had confidence in me, so he told me that he had come up with a way to rule the universe alongside me. According to him, he now possessed the ability to become an essential energy of the universe, and thus almost unlimited power. He told me he wanted me to be the sole wielder of his newfound abilities, so I accepted, knowing that I would isolate myself from the world thereafter, so my stepbrother could bring no harm to others.

iv. Program 29

According to what I have seen, I may eventually have to leave the Fair Tower and intervene in some of the other global affairs. As I have mentioned before, there are people who would throw away a great deal to so very little. In a prosperous country far away, a certain program was created as a eugenics operation to "cure and cleanse" individuals of their mental illnesses, as if they were rats without feelings.

v. Psychicry

My stepbrother has been meaning to influence these operations since, according to him, individuals who lack psychic powers are inferior human beings. The interesting thing is that a lot of these individuals are not mentally ill as he would like to believe, but have in fact gained access to something that they do not know how to control, and thus are considered "special cases", forever placed and forgotten in mental institutions.

vi. Third Eye Open But Blind

These individuals, as I have observed, are some of the smartest people throughout all of their respective dimensions, unsung heroes of the world. Unfortunately, they speak an entirely different language, much like the worshipers of the Nacajda, who used their ritual to achieve such a status, ultimately failing and making themselves unheard and unnoticed. Ultimately, why were these people willing to undergo the ritual in the name of Miu to gain greater understanding of pretty much everything?

vii. Knowledge is a Double-Edged Sword

Ultimately, the art of knowing seems to be a very volatile ordeal, as in vast intelligence comes with consequences. Our philosophers, our masters of crafts, our masters of intense thinking, just like the ones on Earth, break down in one way or another. From my personal observations, every so often, there is a mental trial that one of these psychic people must go through. The consequences of failing a trial are vast, but the rewards for succeeding are also quite satisfactory. Thus, even though a lot of people are born with this power, only a certain quantity make it out of their mental trials to see the light of day.

viii. Alchemy

The chemistry of the brain is a very odd thing that must be treated with care. Any sort of modification into a device that we as humans do not completely understand can have undeniable consequences. There are a lot of whys as to the nature of the brain and mental illness, as they call it.

ix. Serpentmouth Oasis

In my travels before I came to Fair Tower, I encountered a strange desert.

x. The Mossy Men

In the desert, I sighted some strange men that had black clammy skin and the sheer height of their stature terrified me. They had no eyes as far as I could tell, and their hair was long, rotten, and could be smelled from a distance away. They were vile-looking creatures, but at the same time, I could not help but think that they were not savage, but in fact humanistic. It occurred to me later that these mossy men were created as a result of mental illness elsewhere. When mental illness was "conquered", the illness manifested itself as one of these beings, only a small percent of which found its way into this desert.

xi. Cave of Origin

In any case, I tracked them down to what appeared to be a small cave north of an oasis. This cave seemed to be frequented by the creatures, so I continued to delve deeper into its depths. There was something at the end, as I could hear movement, but I could not see without light. It made insect-crawling noises, whatever it was, and occasionally, the sound of tiny feet could be heard on walls. I spotted a light up ahead and followed it, and soon I could hear whistling, which I quickly recognized as that of the Mandras in Unkardia. The Mandras are small forest-dwelling people who exist in the Silver Crystal Forest. Thus, it puzzled me a great deal to hear the sound of their call in this cave. As I approached the end of the cave, with the increasing amount of light, I saw a few runes scribbled on the walls of the cave.

xii. Terminus of Earth

I realized that even though I had never seen runes of this variety before, that I could read them.

xiii. The Fire Fish

When I reached the light, I saw strange fish-like creature, flopping about on a rock. There was no water nearby, so I didn't know if it was suffocating or not a fish at all. It looked at me suddenly with bulbous eyes, and I felt as though I should know something about it. It was surrounded by lush trees, which I thought strange, growing underground.

xiv. Death of the Old Ways

I, along with the help of my adopted sisters Adelais and Lydia, would later find out that the Mandras were the manifestations of psychic individuals from other worlds. Every so often, they would migrate to the Cave of Origin and undergo a mental trial. If they failed, they would be lost forever and become one of the Mossy Men. However, if they succeeded, they would become one of the trees in the cave, which served to root their respective individuals so that they could not ever go insane.

xv. Spring Foliage

On occasion, these trees would blossom beautiful pink flowers that would produce small pods that would either birth a human or a Mandra.

xvi. Run With the Wind

These children would disappear and find their way to a place of their own. In any case, I felt it was important to write this, and so I did.

xvii. Mimicry

My brother is wrong to believe that these individuals are hopeless. As I've studied further into the matter, I have reason to believe that individuals who are inseparably linked to Zeffon have a way of controlling how they escape it.

xviii. Void-ish Principles

It is not impossible, nor will it ever be.

xix. Permanent Catalposon

Keep in mind however, that odd and disastrous can befall those who journey down this path. It is not for the faint of heart, nor should it be traversed lightly. Bear this in mind, that there is rarely a chance to turn back, and a man without his sanity may cease to function. Don't throw away your sanity just to experience insanity. Everyone has a unique gift with life that should not be loathed or simply thrown away.

xx. A Person is not an Object

Remember to love one another without loathing oneself.

xxi. The Last Harvest

Life is a precious gift. Do not throw it away.

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released December 13, 2016

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