Cast
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The reincarnated
The Soul
The vulgars
The pawns
The bishops
The kings
Apostles
"Zahov Shliekh"(Golden Apostle)
"Barzél Shliekh"(Iron Apostle)
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ACT I: Punarjanm
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: He is awake.
: Yes. And so do she. And also, let me go and talk with them.
(After five minutes)
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(Using a solemn and sacred tone): Thou hast no need to comprehend. Remember. Thou art our slave. Now. I will give thee hum. Build thy shape. And take thy rib, build thy spouse.
and
: We can feel now.
: I order thee to obey my order. Understand?
and: Yes.
: Let me check...(Reading the file)ሄንሪክ-ቼንግዝም ፣ በመጨረሻው ሕይወቱ ፡፡ የዓለም ሞግዚት ነበር ... Interesting. I wilt give thou a special duty...
: Can I go now?
: No. Let me check. ማኪማ የሄንሪች-ቼንግዝም ረዳት ፡፡ Good... And there is one thing. I will arrange thou to be the "Apocalypse."
and: We?
: Yea. I will give thee Apostles. Before thy flesh is eliminated. Thou wilt have the chance to choose what apocalypse thou wilt execute. And thou hast only one @$^ to choose.and: We understand.
(In a chamber, that chamber is just like Heinrich-Cheungism's last life's bedroom. Japanese style with the cyberpunk aesthetics)
: So what do you think?
: That is the only way that we could choose. Either become the apocalypse, or receive the death of consciousness.
: So... Which way should we choose?
: Bruhh... Creating large-scale extinction? Or controlling all man's mind?
: Or the most brief way. Bringing the plague.
: Nah... If bringing the plague, the only you to do that. I don't want to be dirty.
: Then what would you choose?
: Controlling their mind, their body and their soul. Absolutely subjugate them.
(Sighs.): Oh, well... That is good.
(After one @$^ unit of time, a conveyor belt went into the chamber, taking Heinrich-Cheungism and Anarcho-animegirlism)
(Looking outside the conveyor belt): Wow.
(Outside the conveyor belt, there are just like a large-scale factory, large amount of people and balls are dismembered, maimed and while large amount of them are reconstructed, injected by a large pipe, while fall from the end of the conveyor belt. Beyond the conveyor belt, there comes the infinite light. It is too bright. Even the eyes of the Throne will be blinded by that light.)
: That is amazing.
(Points the one of the conveyor line): Look at there!
(Over there, the pieces of meat which was blown to pieces were reconstructed by the . And over there, a figure of naked young girl stands up, and just standing on the moving conveyor belt, unconsciously. Just like the statues in the squares.)
(Waving hand): Looking at here!
(Standing on the conveyor belt)
(Waving hand): My daughter, looking at here!
(Still standing on the conveyor belt. With no reaction.)
(Facing Anarcho-Animegirlism): (Sighs) There is no hope to call her.
(Sighs): Oh, well.
(After unknown period of time. The conveyor belt halted. The Sabkvism is hanged by numerous cables on the cell. And supported by a large mechanic arm.)
: G̴r̷e̸e̵t̷i̴n̴g̸s̴!̶ ̵T̴h̴e̵ ̵n̸e̸w̶ ̸"̶S̴y̶m̴f̶o̴r̵á̵"̸!̴ S̸o̷ ̶t̵h̷o̴u̶ ̵h̶a̶s̵t̶ ̷d̵e̴c̵i̷d̶e̷d̸ ̵w̴h̵a̶t̷ ̸t̵o̵ ̸d̴o̵,̷ ̵r̴i̸g̴h̸t̴?̸
: Yes.
: Yes.
: I will arrange thee apostles.
& : What?
: Yes. Apostles. Just by thyself cannot doing anything. Thus, those apostles are needed to help thee. There is no time!
&: We understand. And we will obey.
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