I
can’t sleep, again. I see them all over me, figures that look like
demons, human with horns of all kinds, twisted and spiraling in
different directions, all of them running towards me trying to hurt
me, I have something at the ready to bring them down too, it’s not
like I run through the tunnels without being at the ready in one way
or the other.
It’s
the valve, that stupid moss colored valve that continues to push
forth all this shit through the tunnels, and everywhere in general,
but I can’t fully blame it, I am responsible for bringing them here
too, without caring much as to what consequences this could have in
the long run, although I must admit that only very few have ever
managed to achieve anything of particular value, the scoreboard still
gives us more points than all of their houses combined, also if they
were not breaking each other down every time they see the opportunity
they would have achieved more, this was also done on purpose though,
one of the few things I am proud of them is that they control their
own population by their own means.
Back
to the damned valve, it’s not the valve itself, hidden inside a
temple over at a city that was swallowed by the desert twenty
thousand years ago, it’s the energy its attached to that makes it a
gateway, to be blunt, this valve belonged to the main reactor line
inside the core of Atlantis, once the valve was closed and the valve
pulled off the reactor went very fast into critical mass, the entire
city at that point had been lost to the madness of the inhabitants,
Lovecraft described it better than anyone else, this city with
strange non-geometrical forms that make no sense to the human mind,
considering that the human mind was and continues to be in a rather
primitive state in comparison to our Atlantean cousins this is
understandable, they went too far, too deep, too fast, in the end the
city was more of a hellish landscape than an actual city of “Peace and
Prosperity” as it once had been announced, the only logical thing
to do back then was to sink it and sink it we did, we also, by we I
mean I, miscalculated the amount of time it would take for the
reactor to go critical and we barely made it out, while this did not
destroy the city in its entirety it brought it down into the pacific
ocean where it will probably remain for another millennia, a couple of
centuries if humanity figures out the importance of the city.
We
go back to the valve, again; the energy emanated from the reactor and
the inhabitants permeated on everything, the world is full of this
energy which is not visible from outside Earth due to a long standing
veil created to protect humanity from what lives outside of our home
planet, this works both ways so we can’t see anything and they
can’t see us, but we also have to deal with our own demons and no
one is ready to face an onslaught of Atlanteans, not yet.
All
except a few are ready, one sits at the Throne of the Pillars, the
throne of one of the Atlantean Lords when the city still existed,
there is a gate behind the throne which connected to one of the gates
inside the core, while this gate is currently not functioning due to
the energy being cut off from the core it could potentially be
re-routed to be used through other gates, the danger this poses to
the planet is considerable but there are two problems.
The
first problem is that there is little recollection of the existence
of the pillars and their purpose, those who know do not visit as
there is no reason to, in another plane this is a small fortress with
no visible purpose other than watch the crossing of the Mediterranean
through close proximity from Gibraltar, it is no coincidence that the British decided to keep it.
The
second problem is that of those who do visit and stay there have a
tendency of going mad with seclusion, since this is a small fortress
there is nothing inside of it aside from a set of barracks, a small
patio and the throne room where the pillars can be seen, the current
guardian holds no objection with being there but it does not stay
there often citing no need to do so. I do not concur with the
guardian but it is also understandable that after one hundred
thousand years it is near impossible for the gate to be used in any
way or form, it is also possible that the gate is non-functional from
this side too but we go back to square one, by the time Atlantis fell
mostly everyone had forgotten how the things around them worked and
everything was taken as-is, if it worked fine, if it didn’t it was
lost, there was no way to fix it, only the school of engineers had a
slight idea of how things worked but going through the voluminous
materials available to them was an impossible task for anyone.
Even
today I still have not managed to go through the entirety of the
archives, I have sat for centuries, reincarnating time and time again, just to try and figure out
chapters which are so esoteric that only those who wrote them would
ever understand what they meant, if they even understood what they were writing about.
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