The Veritas Chapter 6; Charity

"NO!" Demon Lord Greed cried out, unable to act on his plans nor pay any more attention to the special place that was within his House at the time, "You won't take my beautiful precious plans I was going to use for Purgatorio and make the whole mountain MINE after I manufactured all of my products all across it!" Greed, who was the mastermind already behind most all the project of his own goals, and had already long decided that he was going to overthrow the actual Slavemaster in charge after perfecting his product, was crestfallen in the actual calculation being correct and his own blunder of revealing it on accident based on an actual design that he couldn't get out immediately because it was already instantly manifested and continued on as an instant manifestation as it occurred.

Yet, in his Madness, truly believing that he still had total control even though the first shot was very detrimental, Demon Lord Greed instead would laugh haughtily and begin to work other factions of his rather large organization to generate something within to neutralize the threat. "There is no stopping ME!" Because all three layers were owned by Greed, itself, by design, as a Sin, he had control over all of them at once, as well as knowledge of how all the other Sins functioned.

Then he hatched up an idea, realizing that if he could finish his own goals without having to worry, the other Demon Lords would naturally get in the way, being Demon Lords, and Demon Lord Greed could go buy out the city of Purgatorio and flush it out with himself and what he was marketing and producing ceaselessly. Cities lines up along the coast as Demon Lord Greed disappeared over the horizon with countless cities littering the way down the mountain.

-Escape-

"Essentially, This Is How You Dominate All The Babylons; Right At The Perversion. It's Inescapable. Gotta Hit That Perversion Point At The Source, So, The Best Thing Is To Calculate The Money's Attachments At The Source Of Large Accumulations And Monitor The Distribution. Now You've Got Your Generator, Which, Of Course, Is The Stock Market. That's The GENERATOR, So That's The CORE. That's How It's Cycling. Where There Is An Imbalance, There Is Also A Weakness. Where There Is A Perversion, There Is A Weakness. Think Of 'Perversion' And 'Weakness' As Synonymous, And This'll Be Easy Pickings." At this point, Lord Patience was mapping out further coordinates based on collateral damage for how he could make the greatest possible destructive blow to the design automatically based on the one spot he'd hit alone, and the instructions that were being given to him by the Spirit. He waited and did not destroy anything, but continued on with his calculations.

"Those Are Also Ley Lines; The Chaining Portion, That Is. Their Attachments Are ALL To Weaknesses, And Stringing Them Up And Snatching Them All Together Comes From One Giant Ugly Perversion That Is Actually Bought By And With Money." Lord Kindness, who was making further calculations both behind and beyond Lord Patience, continued to mutter on as Lord Patience was bid to halt where he was in order to explain to him further about the shadow of the defective construct that was left behind, since Lord Kindness' abilities were geared toward Darkness. "Hitting The Right Targets Will Wipe Out A Good Chunk, Which Will Allow For Reconstruction After The Inevitable Collapse. This Also Will Prevent TOTAL Destruction, Yet Still Cause ENOUGH Destruction To Level Out A Whole Land And Make It New. Business Connections Are Ley Lines, As Well, Which Is Why Bankruptcy Of Certain Businesses Will Also Cause Business Connections To Crumble At The Foundation, Whilst Certain Economies And Societies Also Become Leveled By The Earthquake. Your Internet Is Supposed To Be A Cushion, Because Even Without PHYSICAL CURRENCY, You Still Have DIGITAL INFORMATION That Has Everything Backed Up. Essentially, You Can Live Without Currency As Long As You Have The Internet. That Being Said, You Can Also Manage Several Currencies Instead Of Only Just One."

Lord Kindness -- who, in the Veritas, is the 'Grimnyzmal' of the Darkness -- could calculate through the vulnerable points all the schematics of the interior design of the city that Greed left behind as a defect and link together all of the weak points in a total lump sum of the accumulation all throughout the design with Lord Father, which is what he referred to Primordius as with his Spirit in place, guiding the two of them. "Whatever Was Made Of Tree Follows The Laws Of Trees. Whatever Was Made Of Clay Follows The Laws Of Clay. Whatever Was Made Of Metal Follows The Laws Of Metal. Pressurizing Earth Is Important For Both Fortitude AND Destruction. That Is, In The Same Manner Earth Is Created, It Can Also Be Destroyed. Basically, Whatever Is Made Of Rock, Metal Or Alloy Is To Be Applied With A Greater Pressure Than Can Be Handled, And That Also Was Required To Establish It." All of this that was spoken was a translation for everyone that was attached to the communication line at the time, briefing them on all the information and translating it for the rest of the $yndicate leaders as they went along. Everyone would be up to speed about Greed and how to deal with it before it got to them.

"Bankruptcies Are Important. They Are Like Tectonic Plates Being Ruptured In And On The Planet. Where There Is A CHOICE Bankruptcy, There Is A Powerful Seismic Rupture In The Earth, All Throughout The Ley Lines Of The City." At that moment, Lord Kindness fully calculated the length of the city and each of its target weak points that were provided by Lord Father, Primordius. The entire underground of the city of Greed was connected at each of the weak points that were copied all throughout the same design, linking each together in a shadowy nexus of mental though that was also translated to everyone that was in communication at the time. "Repossession Is Important For This Task. You Siphon Out What Is Required From Those Who Have Been Evading, And They Will Have No Foundation To Stand On, And Essentially Collapse, Taking Everything With Them That Is Connected To Them. You Can Also Determine Where The 'Cut Off' Point Will Be, OR, EVEN Make One, Yourself. If You Do The Calculations Properly, You Should Be Able To See The Full Blast Radius And Near The Ends Of It, Begin To Cut Off The Collateral Damages From Spreading."

Gazing deeper into his calculations, well within the realms of ambiguity and miscellanea that none dared to even factor into the equation, Lord Kindness went on translating, "You Can INCREASE The Collateral Damage Zone By Following The Ley Lines Of The Industries. Remember; Everything Made Of The Earth Follows The Rules Of The Earth; Including Businesses And Paper (Money) And Buildings (Metal) And... Everything Made Of Earth." Once everyone understood that, especially the $yndicate Member who was called up next to be stationed at this spot, they would be able to completely manipulate it as they may. In the eyes of Grimnyzmal, however, things did not look so pleasant, despite being completely perfect and accurate.

"And Oh, How They Just Believe With Their Evil Little Hearts That What They Are Exalting Is Correct." He continued, thinking of the Sinners that had taken up the Greed Demon and become its babies, just like Greed, the Sin had done. "How Hideous! How Disgusting! That They Can Be Paid Off And Silenced By Paper Which Only Represents Gold. Gold Is To Be Hurled In Fire Along With Silver And Bronze And Tin And Iron; All The Lesser Metals Are Symbols Of HUMAN DEFECTIVENESS." They couldn't even see their own slope of decline once they were placed into the Hierarchy system of Greed, which only degenerated into a lesser form for everything except the actual benefactor most every time. "Even The GOLD Is A Symbol Of HUMAN DEFECTIVENESS." Being comprised totally and completely of earth of all types, which were also completely renewable resources made more or less specifically for decomposition, he sighed heavily and concluded his extended sentimental calculation. "They Just Don't Understand That It's A Perversion, And I DON'T WANT TO TOUCH THEM. I DO NOT DESIRE TO BE WITH THE CROWD OF PERVERSION. I Do NOT Wish To Attach Myself To What They Have Attached Themselves To." If the Veritas EVER looked like such, he wouldn't be able to bear to look at her any longer after all they'd been through. Why, even his daughter, Tabitha, could not afford to look like this unholy creation down in the Dusk, which he would be thoroughly inspecting later to make sure.

Lord Patience continued to wait, letting the fullness of the calculations be handled by Lord Kindness, and continue generating and building up pressure for accumulative massive destruction. All the while, his rigid smirk grew more wide and crazed the longer he produced destructive potential energy equivalent to the potential vulnerable weakness. It looked like a heap of vengeance all amassed to one giant burning feast. "All That Matters Is That I Was Close Enough To See And Came Back With Data To Feed. That Was A Simulation. The Fire Spreads From There. With What I Have Gathered, You Will Be Provided With A Greater Crop Once The Burnt Incense Is Lit." The fire of the lamp should have smoldered over the entire mountain and simultaneously given the Spirits an advantage over Greed. "Exposure Is Most Important To Me. I Know What To Do With All I Am Given. Therefore, Now That I Have This Specific Information, It Is Time To Spread." This is what Lord Patience's natural ability for accumulating his rage always behest. The accumulative process always brought forth greater destruction than if he moved initially, because he was capable of building up a greater influence like pressure from the blast radius of an explosion. "The Fullness Of The Spread Will Form The Boundaries Of The Ark And The Area That Will Be Burnt Up Around It. The Next Assignment Is To Secure The Perimeter Of The Ark And Discover Which, From The Ley Lines, Is To Be Burnt Up. In The Same Manner The Ark Secures Itself Is How The Flames Will Burn Up What Is Around It, So Be Mindful Of How The Spreading Should So Occur." This task would be best left to Lord Charity, but his Spirit had not be lit in his Lampstand as of yet because the $yndicate member who was responsible for bearing this light was not yet present. "Hopefully Greed Hasn't Swallowed Him Up Before He Gets Here. It Might Alter Our Trajectory A Bit."

The $yndicate member that was switched with the one sent back finally showed up in the area, coming from over the horizon just as things were transitioning from barren land to large city. This change was sporadic and confused him, however, yet he could clearly see where his comrades were because of the large beacon that clearly was their camp or tent or House. Whatever the case may be, he rushed toward it to regroup with the unit. "Okay, I have arrived!" he shouted to alert everyone of his presence. "What's going on? What should we do?" Though he and all the other $yndicate members were informed of what was going on, in terms of what they were each going to actually do was still confusing. Because this member hadn't yet been restored of his memory, things didn't make as much sense as they would once it was.

"Yes, Lord Father," Lord Kindness would speak into the communication methods, commandeering them that he may give them their instructions through the Dark Network, as they had been the entire time. Without his memory, they could not utilize it to the fullness of its efficacy, therefore there were widely untapped regions of explanation and calculation that he had to walk them all through in the background and simultaneously translate among everyone that everyone understood each other consciously, subconscious, unconsciously and universally cognitively at all times with no disruption nor disturbance via discord in mentality. "I Will Begin Calculations Immediately." At that moment, from each of the geological weak points in the architecture and infrastructure of the design, Lord Kindness calculated the information that determined the rate of growth of the instantaneous reproducing virons potentially decomposing the carcass that could so harm the $yndicate member on his way. "When I Am Done With The Schematics, The Outline Should Be Clear As A Networking Blueprint That Will Display The Areas Where The Sporadic Spread Travels In A Linear Pattern Universally." That would ensure that whatever was decaying first would be targeted and burnt up first in a line all across the city's framework. "Whenever You're Ready, Titus."

The actual decay on the vulnerable points of the City were still sentient and growing and restoring themselves with other parts of the large body. Those who functioned as the 'cells' were also prisoners to the large body and not freely dwelling inside of it. Therefore, as it suffered blows, they, as part of it symbiotically, would begin repairing the damages at the vulnerable points as coagulations.

Simultaneously, what was seen as a hazard to the actual regeneration process was targeted where it was. Though not as much of the City could still strike, because most of its energy was being used to repair the vulnerable spot with highest priority based on Demon Lord Greed's personal attachment, and there was little that was left not being geared toward repairs altogether, that which was festering nearby lashed out like tendrils of ivy or whips. Some sprouted from the ground where he would be moving, seeking to snare his feet and bind his hands once they touched him. They came like the roots of trees, yet also oozed with a blood-like fluid that resembled sewage.

By this point, Titus could feel whatever life was in motion nearby, especially once there was a buildup in energy to make a sudden or powerful movement. "I See It..." He mumbled after getting a visual in his head from the Grimnyzmal, "... There..." His eyes burst open with a burning flare, which seemed to be gazing off into the distance, yet also inwardly simultaneously. From the perspective of the Sun in his head, wherever there was a wavelength of movement all throughout a single stream, it would match the outline of what had been displayed. That meant to him that this was the path for him to burn out; the whole street all the way up the block from the horizon, and at the intersections all the way to and from the original Consecration to seal the gridlock of the streets of the City. That would at least secure the territory.


A streaming white hot laser burst from out of his eyes and blew through the underground in the exact pattern as what was up above, then scorched its way upward to match the framework of the city, with the streets becoming only a glowing purified pathway made specifically for the untainted to walk upon. Anything else that touched it would see it only as a lake of fire that would repel them caustically by default, being what the fire was originally purposed for. "Set."

"HOLY CRIPES!" The $yndicate member cried out in amazement as he drew nearer, "Where'd you learn to do that one, cap'n?!" His wide-eyed amazement brought him all the way to the establishment of their base, which was also a great and looming presence accompanied by an enormous flame. "Do I just go through...?" It was new and everything to him, but he figured that whatever it was, it should be safe if this is where his team told him that he was supposed to go. "You know what? Nevermind." He rushed into the area that was not all processed and artificial like prosthetic limbs and into where he was beckoned and felt safe. "So, I see you all have a plan." It was clear from their coordination that the things they'd been talking to each other about were conclusive and not just speculative, since action was taken so readily and immediately even just before arrival. "What is my part in it?" All of this couldn't have just been spontaneous. They had to have thought long hours and gone through many types of different strategies to come to that type of execution... right? Whatever the case may have been, spontaneous or not, the $yndicate member was more than eager to take his own part and do what he could to help things along as best he could. "I'm sure you didn't leave one of the heads out of the plan, right?" He laughed lightly.

The Spirit of Charity that came from the one Lord Father was resilient in the eyes of the $yndicate member who was to be blessed. In his innocence and purity of heart, he was greatly amazed at what was before him, and immediately, the sheer power of the Spirit coming from all around him bestowed upon him rejuvenated his memory and returned his previous God-given strength to him from beyond the Mountain of Sin; the Mountain of Death. A great glow came from within him, and he knew exactly what to do. "Lord Father," the awakened $yndicate member prayed, "I Know What Must Be Done. You Do Not Mean To Be Given A House That Is Of Wood. You Have Never Liked That Sort Of Dwelling." What he knew was best was to offer himself as a sacrifice for the sake of the Spirit of Charity, itself, and become what would be the House of the Spirit, itself. "Therefore, I Will Be That House For You, And Through Me, I Will Make An Extension Of Myself And Make That A Greater House For You!" It was the most genius idea, or so the $yndicate member, whose name was Titane, would come to the conclusion of.

"So, I Suppose I Will Just Have To Uproot The City And Ingrain Our Roots, That We May Grow." It was the only feasible method and manner of actually getting that accomplished and also destroying the target, which he was informed now that they were apprehending in this manner for a reason. With his memory back, he understood why it was being handled as it was, and also how each of his brothers, whom he also remembered, had their abilities to assist with this. "GO TEAM GO~!!!" He shouted out randomly in his childish spirit, zealous about the actual operation. Though, he figured keeping his head leveled and focused would help to level the land. "Okay, Now Hold On, I Think I've Got Something." With all that he knew that his brothers had done, now that his powers were back, he could assist with his natural abilities.

At that moment, Titane would trace the seismic waves of the earth and find each of the weaknesses in the actual structure throughout the underground where Titus, Lord Patience, had already struck, and also followed the layout that was given to him by Lord Kindness, whose name is Thanytoz.  The three restored brothers; Titane, Thanytoz and Titus, could be bound together in their abilities when Titane used his own. He dug his hands and feet and monkey tail (because he has a monkey tail that is like the stem of a plant; with thorns and a budding flower at the tip) into the ground and rooted himself whilst also spreading roots from his own body. Even his hair, which were like ivy and shaped like dreadlocks, would dig deep into the ground and spread out to the points that were marked by Lord Patience and Lord Kindness previously, threading them together with a nexus of living vines and branches and roots underground completely comprised of himself. Whatever was connected would be bound to them and he would be like a House to them within the large city. He kept his concentration as he made the connections until he was certain that the new land they had come into contact with would be secure; then, from the streets that were cleared to all the buildings that were commandeered from underground, the City of the Demon Lord Greed would be repossessed, as a possession that was both abandoned and destroyed and rebuilt -- his worthless carcass.

"He's Got His Memory?" Lord Patience was the first to inquire when he heard the other member speaking in a more familiar tone, and felt a shift in his mental patterns and normalization in his spiritual emanations. "Good. Because I'm Gonna Need Your Help, Now That You've Got Your Powers." Titane had control over all the Earth, including Plants and Flesh. "Make A Bad Vine; The Black Root, And Extend It In A Pattern Throughout The Remainder Of The City -- The Part That You Do Not Thread Together To Make A House. I Will Set Fire To It And Destroy A Larger Portion Based Off Of The Defects We've Already Found, And We'll Take Down The Entire Project Here And Now All At Once In A 'Copy And Paste' Type Fashion." From what Lord Father had spoken, as long as they had a good chunk of the original, the rest was just a copy of however much was taken from the unfinished product, lost in its perpetuity to make it seem like a complete project when it was really just copying and applying defects over and over endlessly. Virtually all of the weaknesses should have been the same, unless there was something they didn't hit.

"Lord Kindness," he continued, having greater insight on the situation from his own interior perspective, "Trace A Route Further Out. See If The Points Match Up." In his head, if each of the weaknesses were all the same, and the general design was reproduced endlessly, then a shadowy nexus could be found where all of the same exact points in a different variable formation congregated and help them claim the area by overcoming all the Perversions at once. "If We Do It Right, We Can Destroy All The Weak Spots Simultaneously And Everything Come Crashing Down In The Same Spot In Every Radius Of The Copied Design, And See The City Decimated, At The Very Most Minimal Damage." All he had to do was Consecrate the spots that were hit, and it would become their own territory.

Foreseeing the insight of the Magnus Ignis and his natural oversight of any land he should so enter, Thanytoz was already following his thought patterns as he emanated them, and would begin doing so whilst Lord Patience spoke. "Right Behind You..." He muttered, also connecting the others as he traced them in the shadow of the schematics of the initial design. "Lord Father, If There Are Any More Extra Points That We Overlook, Will You Please Damn Them Into Place For Us To Visually See And Consecrate? That Would Be Most Helpful." This sort of project could not be done on their own; not in this fashion, because of how it was designed where everything could not be destroyed all at once, or else it could and would just be copied again later by anyone who ever was possessed by Greed and then resumed the production and reproduction of the actual entity, itself, through itself as an incomplete and accursed design. Therefore, because not everything could be destroyed at once, and naturally Lord Father had the most Wisdom of them all, Thanytoz, who is one of his Sons, would indeed seek his council in an engagement such as this, despite his already quite active omniscience.

"Yes, Lord Father," Thanytoz continued in his dialogue with the Spirit, before tracing out the line work of the extended portion of the city beyond their own area. "Titane; Whatever I Map Out Is Where You Should Extend The 'Black Root.' I've Found One Of Our Members Fleeing Into The City From His Area, And It Is Best To Clear A Path To And For Him So That We May Recollect More Swiftly." Though Thanytoz would continue isolating the other points of weakness in the structure for the team, he made sure to make a distinction between the path to the weak points and the one to the other $yndicate member, strictly for the sake of priority. "Burn And Make Clean A Path For Our Comrade First, And I Will Continue To Make Further Connections Before Lord Father Instructs Us To Move Again." The path to the distressed $yndicate member was already laid out. Now, Titane simply needed to mark it with the Black Root that Titus spoke of, and Titus, the Magnus Ignis, could burn up whatever they needed in order to secure a clean path.

Titane, in his childish spirit, poked his tongue out at the thought of what he was being instructed to do, since he knew what a 'Black Root' was and what his manner of accomplishment was when utilizing it. "Ew, That's Nasty," he said a bit humorously, but still with a very serious look of disgust on his face. "I Hope I Don't Hurl." He rolled his eyes, then started to follow the conceptual layout that was held together by Thanytoz and stretch out his roots that had gone through the clean path underneath the city out into a different route, of which the same roots would turn black and grow thorns. The 'Black Root,' as it was called, was a root that is made as a deficiency to incur a sort of famine through absorption of all of the nutrients in an area all at once and contain them in the vine, itself. It was essentially like high-speed leeching, with the intent to do so specifically for destruction, which is what made the 'Black Root' so potent, since none of the potential energy was actually being converted after consumption, but immediately destroyed for its specific intended purpose.

"Grbleh," he emoted randomly, rolling his eyes again with a sour expression on his face. "Deed's Done," he continued, signalling his brothers that the time to strike while the iron was hot was now, since all of the poisonous hazardous energy should have been absorbed and contained in the single 'Black Root' branch.

"Say No More." All the Magnus Ignis needed was a brief head's up. "Engage." When the path was set, he raised up his hands, of which he'd linked back together at the wrist in a burning ethereal fire, of which they were made, and lifted them up before himself. There were beads on his wrists that the fire spurt from and also connected each flame where his hands would be. They were covered and locked in the fire, but when released, could be used for massive and potent destruction. "Fire From My Hands." He snatched his two burning wrists from each other and at the seamless division of flame, the torch-like stalks that served as bulging arms would ignite as larger flames shaped like large, sharp claws with great, giant palms. Each single burning claw was like a flaming sword; a hot knife.

"An Insanely Large Inferno Of Fire Shot From My Hands," He Commanded Himself, Pointing His Fingers Forward And Igniting A Powerful Jet Flare Which Spontaneously Burst Before Him And Cut Through The Ground Like A Concentrated Laser, Yet With All The Spreading Focus Of A Light's Convex Funnel. Each Laser Was Like A Single Thread In A Large Network That Shot Down Each Street As But A Single Corridor All Down The Entire City, Locking Them In A Gridlock.

"Gridlocked." From that point on, all that was linked to the Black Root, caught in the thorns of the thornbush and seeking out any nutrients from it would be destroyed by fire along with the thornbush where the nutrients that had just been absorbed were contained.

Because it was also clear that whatever was keeping the city perpetually in motion, which were the captive Sinners that were ignorantly enslaved against their will, yet only because they were ignorant of their actual will disassociated from Greed, they would jump like zombies at the largest power source immediately and die on the spot from even attempting to feed from the hazardous toxic vine, made that way purposefully so that it was more flammable for destruction. Lord Patience withdrew his palms into his wrists yet again afterward.

"Most Wise, Lord Father," Lord Kindness said first, gleaning the fullness of his words and understanding them to the intricacies. "Let's Move," he spake to the group, specifically to Lord Patience, of whom he knew was most crucial for going out first in order to cover the land with the flames as they walked. "I Will Guide You To The Most Optimal Route To Our Comrade From The Shadows, And Draw Him To Us When We Are Nearby So That When He Comes Into The Open, It Will Be Right Into Us." As long as he wasn't spotted before they reached him, he would be safe from harm. Whatever threat was there at the time could always be neutralized, but it was being in this foreign land with the toxic energy that actually made everything dangerous, and not actually the threats, themselves, independently. Thanytoz would move through their shadows when they moved physically, so that he could also still trace more of the terrain as they went along.