Don’t run. Please. I know what I look like. I know you saw me, with my stitches and punctures and wires. I know you felt the Fire. It’s not my fault. It’s what I have instead of a soul. It’s how I know I’m alive. Don’t run! I don’t want to hurt you. I’m not trying to hurt anyone. ... [click here for more]
"Fighting the Machine is like fighting the ocean. You literally cannot hurt it. Doesn’t matter how much poison we dump into the ocean. We’ll only kill the things in it. We’ll never kill it. Same with the God-Machine. Kill angels, traitors, stigmatics, cultists, cryptids, whatever, you’ll never hurt the Machine Itself. No, that doesn’t mean we stop trying. You stop trying, you drown.... [click here for more]
The Unchained don't take anything for granted.
They recognize four Incarnations, based on the types of angels they were. Four Agendas, based on the types of demons they've become. Four Keys to the Cipher, creating a series of Interlocks. They understand all of this, but they strive to remember that what has been is not necessarily what must be. Included herein are eight stories... [click here for more]
The Created wake with a flash of lightning, a gush of water, or a mouthful of air. They stumble into life, knowing barely enough to play at being human.
But human is exactly what they must become. The urges in their alchemical bodies, the marks left by the Prometheans preceding, and every instinct they possess, tells them that Humanity is the goal. Strive, learn, struggle, and reach the New Dawn.... [click here for more]
You are a pilgrim now, one of the Created. You rose to life from dead flesh or inert matter, under the ministrations of one of your own, or a mad scientist, or perhaps just the power of the Divine Fire. You wander the world, sometimes alone, sometimes in the blessed company of your own kind, driven by memories of events and facts you never knew, all in the service of one Great Work…
…to... [click here for more]