Kuxtal
Titan of the Stars
Kuxtal thought on this for a moment. How indeed?
He reached out with his mind.
"How does a Titan do naught but destroy... How does a ruler hold power without corruption... How does a beast ignore its instincts..."
Slowly, one screw at a time, one wire, one metal plate, the com-terminal on the wall slowly disassymbled, each part floating in the air.
The same happened to the food despenser, each individual part undoing itself to float gently in the air. Unmoving.
"They overcome nature..."
The parts from the two different machines floated toward eachother, swirling and combining into a confused orbit in the room.
"They overcome nurture..."
The parts floated back to stand immobile before where the machines originally mounted.
"They overcome flawed design..."
The parts began putting themselves back together, not a single piece mixed or switched as they returned to working order in their original spots with the circuitry of the walls.
He looked at Kay Arenais. His face showed neither arrogance nor humility, but a sad realization of truth was etched into his expression.
"Chaos is born of Nature... Nurture... And flawed design... How can a beast escape its instincts? By overcoming Nature. How can a ruler escape corruption? By overcoming Nurture. How can a Titan prevent destruction? By overcoming flawed design."
In his mind he was all three of these... And he would overcome them all... He HAS overcome them all...
He reached out with his mind.
"How does a Titan do naught but destroy... How does a ruler hold power without corruption... How does a beast ignore its instincts..."
Slowly, one screw at a time, one wire, one metal plate, the com-terminal on the wall slowly disassymbled, each part floating in the air.
The same happened to the food despenser, each individual part undoing itself to float gently in the air. Unmoving.
"They overcome nature..."
The parts from the two different machines floated toward eachother, swirling and combining into a confused orbit in the room.
"They overcome nurture..."
The parts floated back to stand immobile before where the machines originally mounted.
"They overcome flawed design..."
The parts began putting themselves back together, not a single piece mixed or switched as they returned to working order in their original spots with the circuitry of the walls.
He looked at Kay Arenais. His face showed neither arrogance nor humility, but a sad realization of truth was etched into his expression.
"Chaos is born of Nature... Nurture... And flawed design... How can a beast escape its instincts? By overcoming Nature. How can a ruler escape corruption? By overcoming Nurture. How can a Titan prevent destruction? By overcoming flawed design."
In his mind he was all three of these... And he would overcome them all... He HAS overcome them all...