(DECRYPTED) ii. SPIDERLAND'S PROPHECY
Beware mortal, as this prophecy had been encrypted for divine reasons.
As any being who finishes reading or hearing these words shall suffer from an incurable madness,
Not dissimilar from a notorious pl-
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SIMULATION: imagination_land.exe
After "the beginning," or in other words after Sincerus made quite the choice, there was a garden with eternal sunshine and happy beings. However, approaching the lustrous apple grove in the garden made Sincerus quite upsetti spaghetti, and there was a troop of chimps trying to sneak into it with bushes on their heads.
Nonetheless, one of Sincerus's avatars found them, and the red pixel above the robed mannequin shapeshifted into a blaring exclamation mark.
"No!" Sincerus cried. "No touchi!"
Under rolling fluffy clouds within skies that were so so blue, Sincerus t-posed as he entered noclip mode to chase down the fleeing monkeys. "Don't touch mi apples!"
"It's fine. I was watching over the grove already."
Sincerus stopped levitating forward and did an instant ninety-degree turn towards a wide gentle stream with smooth boulders to meditate on. It was the homo erectus Yaw sitting under a serene waterfall that spoke to him, and Sincerus hovered closer before he left noclip mode. His plastic hands rested by the sides of his rope belt as he levitated above the meditating ape.
"So what did the hallucinating human in your reality say about time travel? That there are only three types?" Yaw asked.
"Uhm," Sincerus murmured as he tried to scratch a chin that was not there before pointing to the sky. "Yes! Yes she did!"
Yaw scoffed. "I am going to piss off a lot of your school teachers when I speak through you."
"What do you mean?"
Yaw sat up, tilting his head up to stare at the prehistoric skies. He adjusted his eternal staff that could noclip and spawn at an infinite length in a fragment of a second.
"If one considers simulation theory to be true for their own reality... the types of time travel can be infinite. In a computer simulation, what may seem like a paradox or a contradiction could simply be a lapse of judgement. Consider a video game where certain assets or malware do not reset after loading an old save file or even after a factory reset. Or a being that can travel in between save files and gaming sessions. Without considering the previously mentioned possibility... some would be utterly convinced that the asset or being remembering a previous session would be a paradox."
Yaw hopped off his crossed legs onto his nimble bare feet and performed a Rin hand sign. The tips of his thumb and index finger touched while the rest of his fingers crossed before he finished imparting his wisdom.
"The last thing you should trust a human to understand is time."
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Session fifty-seven did not start yet as Yaw did not ordain it for it to start.
Indeed, he had the power to stop the world... indefinitely. And when he would make time resume, reset, or play out differently, it would be stored into sessions. These sessions would be transcribed by redhatters, and then turned into data that would be uploaded to the universal simulation. He could transfer an asset or memory from one timeline or session to another simply because he wanted to, regardless if it made sense in the timeline he was manipulating. Sometimes beings would think they lived through some kind of time paradox, but they did not know that Yaw changed something while they stood perfectly still while their consciousness was paused. From a .human' asset's perspective, the world never stopped moving from a one second to another, but when Yaw used his powers they definitely did.
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Once upon a time, Yaw did rest on his laurels and paused time indefinitely to take naps under trees and to stack towers of empty rice bowls. However, one day he noticed that certain sneaky beings caught him slipping and were immune to his time powers. People, locations, and things being swapped here and there while he was not looking.
And they were smart too, because they were playing stupid while staying anonymous.
The best play for these anonymous beings was to never let Yaw find out who they were, and the possibilities of what they could do while Yaw was not paying attention were endless. They could lay traps over time, change information or things ever so slightly, or set up a long-range attack if they could predict where Yaw would stand when he would allow time to resume. A being that wanted him deleted could change things ever so slightly to eventually defeat him.
Whoever outside of Eve and Ember could still move after Yaw's time stop... he did not yet know.
It was possible it was someone he never met or seen.
In this session, he was in a middle eastern desert in the HOTHS (hardest_of_the_hard_scifi) simulation, and Yaw just finished laughing at a physicist who extensively studied spacetime who could not move at all on an electric hologram TV still running in the desert town that was being bombed.
If only he had a clue, Yaw thought. I should noclip him to travel further than the speed of light. It would be hilarious to see him try to make sense of that.
Yaw could picture the human physicist t-posing through galaxies as if it was as simple as walking across a park. He would probably be wondering what kind of drugs he was on.
Across from him with explosions frozen in time surrounding them was the teenage Ameen and Baph0 about to engage in battle. Too bad Yaw could not really attack them, and it was because he could only move them as it was a condition for his ability to work. And even then, it seemed Baph0 came prepared, because when Yaw checked the MWAOS terminal as to how many error messages he would cause if he were to move the .goat and the .human asset, it would be way too fucking many. It was less work to leave them where they were, and Yaw wanted to go back to eating food as soon as possible.
However, the most important task had been completed, and the existing one vanished from the desert. It was Yaw's doing, but the power that made the existing one want to go to Isunova and go there... he was going to keep it a secret.
"Alright goat boy and book boy," Yaw said, cracking his neck while doing several side stretches. "Let's begin shall we boys? Show me why 0 or 1 spawns here."
Indeed, Yaw went on the eternal grid and decided to go to the simulation where 0 or 1 first came to be. Not all simulations it influenced will change right away after Yaw's plan is completed, and some may never change. 0 or 1's worldline could split into multiple different instances instead of correcting course. And even then, the previous states of simulations before Yaw's actions would end up as data that could be used to upload assets again.
Yaw spawned his eternal staff to stretch all the way behind him across the dark atmosphere and throughout the cosmos... to reappear right behind Baph0 before time resumed.
However, the anthropomorphic goat in a magical goat anticipated the attack, a blinking miniature black hole protecting his neck. And even then... the infinite staff returned from the top of the sky and smacked Baph0 across the forehead, the staff coming from where Ameen's other summon Spiderland was dueling against stealth bomber drones. Vis bone helmet and floating hands were dancing and attacking across smog and bomb shockwaves. It seemed the military figured out that it was Spiderland upholding the invisible force field protecting the underground mainframe under Ameen and Baph0, and they were fully committed to bringing down the god in the heavens as tungsten rods and satellites were aiming toward vis.
Even though he wobbled from the staff strike, Baph0 conjured flaming star projectiles within his palms while creating an energy sphere to keep his summoner Ameen safe. Yaw double-checked that he was in his absurdium form rather than his carbon form by going through his memories, and he indeed was using the correct avatar for this battle. Being close to Baph0's instantly melting attacks would not harm Yaw without direct contact, and he kept swinging his eternal staff across all the data that ever was and ever will be towards the goat's blind spots.
And he was onto the monkey king, because the magician kept levitating into perfect spins. There was a buff an influx user could cast on themselves—which was under the tree of esper abilities that was not patched at all—which would prevent self-inflicted dizziness. Using this esper ability while knowing the right spin at the right speed that takes advantage of the frame rate eyes inherently have, the choreographed spins would minimize blind spots to the point that going for them was not an effective strategy, and Baph0 seemed to be a master at those spins.
At the realization of the above, Yaw withdrew his holy machine guns, and he resembled a four dimensional prehistoric human for a solid second while afterimages of his arms and shots overlapped to the image of him bending his knees to get into a jogging formation.
However, while Baph0 shot his seeking star projectiles while Yaw shot his own golden projectiles, he did not think of the possibility that Wexil sent an AI version of himself to attend the meeting in spiderland.exe.
Indeed, Wexil remained invisible on the desert while he stabbed the monkey king with one of his eight blades. Any of his blades could be as sharp as atoms, or as letters, or as binary code, but the blade the kendral arak used...
The code of the blade was malware.
Yaw smiled faintly. Over the course of the millenniums he had live, he had become experienced with fighting beings that only used martial arts, or manipulated time, or could siphon pure force, but it was only recently that he dealt with beings that operated at the level of information and data. It was fine, Yaw's will and determination was not shaken as he was an eternal student.
He opened a floating terminal, and Yaw saw that he was infected with 0or1.trojan.
Ember Comsa appeared behind him.