::About Oceania Azure::
A new Smoke Twines tale that follows Tyeko, a charrie from the original Smoke Twines and others.
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Imagine a world with constant war. Imagine a world where madmen control vast empires. Imagine a world where a mere vapor can kill. This is the world of Oceania Azure.
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Smoke Twines: Oceania Azure
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Tuesday, October 14, 2003
"I'm coming for you."
Irieshu gazed into the monitor, the small speaker crackling dully in its innappropriate laughter, corrupting the silence that defined the cold within his chest.
"It's only right that it should end this way, Irieshu. It's only right."
"I'm going to stop what I created."
"Of course you are. But I trust you don't believe you will merely stroll into my office and pull the trigger?"
Irieshu gazed at the dust-crusted monitor screen, a shadow of lifeless cells across its courteouslessly dark countenance.
"That's exactly what I intend to do."
"You do not seem to understand, Irieshu. I thought better of you. You are caught up in the moment; you feel things pulling to a close as acutely as I do. But, you are making a fatal error: This is not some story, Irieshu, not some story written by a naive little boy who still believes in heros. This is reality, my friend, and in reality, just because the story is coming to a close doesn't mean the hero becomes invincible."
The craft shrugged violently against the sea, which rose its shoulder blindly as if to swat the annoyance adulterating its darkened waters.
"I don't have to be."
"Ah...ah, ah, ah, but you do. Because I have no intention of dyeing, Irieshu. Not like you. I don't seem my life defined by this war; I see myself as its God. I began it and I will end it at my whim, and I intend to live far beyond it. A God is the father who is granted the blessing to outlive his children. You, however, are a son. And you will perish with him in unison."
Clouds obscured the lunar face, hideous upturned grin appraising the Earth, a mockery of the venal misery visible only its shadowed sockets. The ocean loomed blindly before him, eternally, as his craft choked on its final flecks of fuel.
"I'll kill whatever you put in front of me. It doesn't matter."
"Irieshu. I have total faith in whatever you say; you have never failed your word before. As a result, I am giving you the oppurtunity to die without obscuring that dignity. Retract your statement; it is impossible. Your time is over, my time is just begginning."
"It's his time now."
The voice hesitated, like a child in the silence of the craft, "...Whose time?"
"His. He will be the corrected version I had intended for you. He will rule with all the qualities neccessary to guide this world into a new age. He will face the darkness resultant of this war and triumph."
"You...you don't..."
"His time."
"You bastard. You motherfucker. You whore of men. How...how dare you..."
"He's mine now..."
"Scum, vile, not worthy of the drippings from a used bitch, I'll murder you, I will make you pay you god-damned whoreson..."
"...but he was never yours in the first place."
"Irieshu...Irieshu, you come, you come and you find me, and I will kill you myself. I will slice your throat. I will lay you naked before me and castrate you. I will make sure you die a heap of nothingness, without manhood, without any dignity, I will make you a waste of space when we do no more than bury in the shit of dogs, I willl...I will..."
"You will die, Akira. Now, I'm going to get him..."
"YOU GOD-FUCKING TRAITOR, I WILL KILL YOU, I WILL DESTROY YOU, I WILL MAKE YOU WISH THERE IS A GOD SO HE MAY SLICE YOUR THROAT---"
"...I'm going to get my son."
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