Zan
@doomsdaycollector.bsky.social
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“The universe is expanding exponentially, and yet it seems determined to destroy itself just as quickly.

I am here to tip those scales.”
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Show me a god that deserves worship and I'll consider not striking them from the heavens.
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I’m particularly found of the Giant Weta.
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He tended to have that effect on people. But when events unfolded as he had foreseen, she’d come begging for his help.
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+ be having this conversation.

You want this universe to be rid of Spim for good? Take the offer.”

And with that, he was gone.
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“The thought hasn’t occurred to you? Protect the child by any means necessary? Even if it means giving up some of yourself?” His eyes narrowed, face devoid of any other tell.

“I’ve kept things safe from others like Spim. The child would be safe with me.

If you truly cared, we wouldn’t still +
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+ where Spim’s power, Spim’s title could not reach it.”
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+ child, and in doing so become Spim. You wither away until Spim is all that remains.

Then, you’ll kill your friends.

Then you’ll kill Nettle.

Then, like all the others before you, you will transfer the title to your child.”

He sighed. “The only place where that child is safe is a place +
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+ there are only two possible fates for your child:

One, they become Spim and the child you love is worn away to dust to make room for the creature that has plagued your life.” The compassionate tone was gone, replaced by a deadly seriousness.

“Two, you try to accumulate power to protect the +
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Zan blinked, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Nettle, dear. Your fiancé’s name at birth wasn’t the name of some prickly plant.”

It wasn’t worth the headache. “It wouldn’t be quite as theatrical if I revealed all the answers. If you’re curious, ask Cisco.

But my point stands.

As it stands now, +
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+ that is left of you is an empty husk, what will Spim do to your child? To Nathaniel?”

He offered a hand to her. “Something is coming. You have the power to prevent it.”
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“And you, typical of humankind, seemed determined to repeat your predecessors’ mistakes.”

There was no condescension in his voice, for once in their interactions.

“You will do what any mother does and move heaven and earth to protect your child. But when Spim eats away all you are? When all +
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+ Spim reincarnated?
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“The worst things imaginable are often done out of love.” Zan shakes his head, hands behind his back. “You knew the Spider better than anyone. I’m surprised you’re not more worried about what your child will be.

Or who they will.” The implication was clear. Would Cienn’s child be +
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+ was offensive, some was beautiful.

“I understand why you wouldn’t be pleased to see me, compounding on your worries about the child.”

He let out a long hiss. “Spim always finds a way to worm themselves back into the world, don’t they?”
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She might as well be. They were as old and as timeless as her current companion.

“Weddings are always joyous. I’ll make sure to send you my forwarding address. Wouldn’t want my invitation lost in the mail.”

Zan leaned against the brick wall, mostly ignoring the graffiti that littered it; some +
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She’s probably used to people appearing suddenly, but as @cienn.sunder.my was doing… whatever she was doing, a voice would speak up.

“I suppose congratulations are in order.”
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He had promised Ril in not so many words that he wouldn’t take action against the spawn of the creature but when he heard the news…

He couldn’t sit idly by. He had to start making plans before the spider spawn did something that doomed them all.
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+ hid it behind a glamour. If she truly believed that was his true form, she was foolish… but it would satiate her curiosity for now, hopefully.

“And the stain it leaves on your soul? The things you must do to survive?”
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After a moment, mere seconds in reality but one that might have felt like months, Zan obliged.

The illusion fell, the gaunt form more skeletal than human. How long had it been since he had worn that form? It felt like eons but it had been longer.

As quickly as the form was shown, he +
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The smile dropped from his face as the illusion fell. “Oh, Ril. What have you done to yourself?”

He shouldn’t be surprised. They were more alike each other than either would ever admit… but the disappointment was visible on his face. “I thought you smarter than this.”
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“There is an artifact I need. One that I am unable to get due to my not being a mortal. Seems the caretakers of the artifact thought that immortal beings could not be trusted.” He took a seat, sneaking a peak at whatever she was working on.

“And I figured you’re the most capable being I know.”
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+ will get on just fine without you.”
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He sits up as the illusion vanishes, a small, sly smile pulling at the corner of his lips. “You’re good. Very good.”

Zan turns, placing down his tea. “Though, illusions won’t make my collection any less real. I need your assistance, handling a matter I /cannot/.

I am sure the others +
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It had been quite a while since he had seen @bardslament.bsky.social but he was there when she awoke, sipping from a tea cup, reading from a book with the other hand.

“It’s time I called in that favor,” he hummed, an invisible hand turning the page. “So, if you wouldn’t mind packing some things?”