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Utopia. Paradise. Eden.
Words that bring thoughts of an idyllic realm, a literal heaven on Earth.
Realms like these would be of such beauty and magnificence, perfection made real. Here the people would find no hardship, no toil, only the purest joy, love, and happiness in endless supply. Realms like these would be full of plenty, veritable cornucopias to be found in the mortal plane. Peace would be in blossom, happiness would reign supreme, and its inhabitants.......
.......would know eternal peace, happiness, and longevity for the rest of their days. A true, everlasting happily ever after.
Yet, sadly, it is not to be.
For what is a utopia but a paradise, a place of beauty, a realm of peace........and the most subtle prison of all?
To know love is truly great, yes, and to know it for eternity an even greater thing, but to know it and forget all the pains and sufferings of the mortal realm for a perpetual existence of endless joy? Ah...there lies the poison of sloth, the lingering wish that threatens to lower the watchful vigilance of the individual.
For never, in all the long span of years of history, has there ever been a true utopia.
Like all that has come and gone in the cosmos, utopias must eventually die too.
And once they do, the inhabitants must once more face the wheels of the universe that turn and begin the cycle anew.
For it has always come down to the three: birth, death, and rebirth..........and the twain: creation and destruction...............
.........to keep the perpetual scales of life and death in balance.
But what of the peaceful inhabitants who lived in such perfect peace? What would happen to them? How would they react to a change in their fortunes so great that it would shake their worlds down to the very core?
For what if the unthinkable happened? What if their realms were ruined beyond healing? What if........
........their utopias died? What would they do then?
Thrust back into the eternal game of creation and destruction, war and suffering, life and death? Or would these be new and terrible experiences for those utopians who never, ever in their happy lives felt and suffered the true horrors of the universe?
Against such terrors they would have almost no chance, for these terrors thrive on suffering, fear, and discord. Representations of the true horrors of life they are, creations of death so anathema to these peaceful beings that to glance upon them would invite insane madness into their joyous minds.
There, they would begin to experience true fear, true despair, true hopelessness.
For how could such great beings of peace and innocence stand against such spawn birthed from the cauldron of chaos that seethes within the hearts of all mortal souls, even the souls of peace?
How would they all stand against these nightmares brought to life, these enemies they now realize are everywhere, these living terrors that are legion in number?
How would their utopian paradises, their happily ever afters, remain safe from these terrible abominations that come straight from children's nightmares, and from the hells long believed to be pure myth?
How would they survive in a universe they now know is rife with enemies and dangers without number, and of the most dangerous kind?
Even their own enemies, those who sought to destroy their happily ever afters and failed, would find no respite from these terrors, and would struggle just to stay alive.
Fight them they may, yet even the mortal enemies of these utopian, peace-loving beings would not stand a chance against these new horrors. Magics would not avail them; this foe can counter them all. Armies would not give them victory; this foe has legions innumerable, both mortal and immortal. Forbidden knowledge would fail them utterly; this foe possesses far greater knowledge than all these villains combined. More and more violence would ruin them, for this foe is born from the maelstrom of violence, of sickness, of vanity, of change. It would feed on them all like parasites, for the dark powers they possess, the hate they nurture, the greed and ambition they fuel.......is not theirs.
This new foe is primordial, transcendent, and truly deserving of the title "god". Older than all of them, it is chaos incarnate, and so it claims these villains as well. It is fully within its right to do so.
Yet, sadly, it is not to be.
For what is a utopia but a paradise, a place of beauty, a realm of peace........and the most subtle prison of all?
To know love is truly great, yes, and to know it for eternity an even greater thing, but to know it and forget all the pains and sufferings of the mortal realm for a perpetual existence of endless joy? Ah...there lies the poison of sloth, the lingering wish that threatens to lower the watchful vigilance of the individual.
For never, in all the long span of years of history, has there ever been a true utopia.
Like all that has come and gone in the cosmos, utopias must eventually die too.
And once they do, the inhabitants must once more face the wheels of the universe that turn and begin the cycle anew.
For it has always come down to the three: birth, death, and rebirth..........and the twain: creation and destruction...............
.........to keep the perpetual scales of life and death in balance.
But what of the peaceful inhabitants who lived in such perfect peace? What would happen to them? How would they react to a change in their fortunes so great that it would shake their worlds down to the very core?
For what if the unthinkable happened? What if their realms were ruined beyond healing? What if........
........their utopias died? What would they do then?
Thrust back into the eternal game of creation and destruction, war and suffering, life and death? Or would these be new and terrible experiences for those utopians who never, ever in their happy lives felt and suffered the true horrors of the universe?
Against such terrors they would have almost no chance, for these terrors thrive on suffering, fear, and discord. Representations of the true horrors of life they are, creations of death so anathema to these peaceful beings that to glance upon them would invite insane madness into their joyous minds.
There, they would begin to experience true fear, true despair, true hopelessness.
For how could such great beings of peace and innocence stand against such spawn birthed from the cauldron of chaos that seethes within the hearts of all mortal souls, even the souls of peace?
How would they all stand against these nightmares brought to life, these enemies they now realize are everywhere, these living terrors that are legion in number?
How would their utopian paradises, their happily ever afters, remain safe from these terrible abominations that come straight from children's nightmares, and from the hells long believed to be pure myth?
How would they survive in a universe they now know is rife with enemies and dangers without number, and of the most dangerous kind?
Even their own enemies, those who sought to destroy their happily ever afters and failed, would find no respite from these terrors, and would struggle just to stay alive.
Fight them they may, yet even the mortal enemies of these utopian, peace-loving beings would not stand a chance against these new horrors. Magics would not avail them; this foe can counter them all. Armies would not give them victory; this foe has legions innumerable, both mortal and immortal. Forbidden knowledge would fail them utterly; this foe possesses far greater knowledge than all these villains combined. More and more violence would ruin them, for this foe is born from the maelstrom of violence, of sickness, of vanity, of change. It would feed on them all like parasites, for the dark powers they possess, the hate they nurture, the greed and ambition they fuel.......is not theirs.
This new foe is primordial, transcendent, and truly deserving of the title "god". Older than all of them, it is chaos incarnate, and so it claims these villains as well. It is fully within its right to do so.
Behold, then, the truth that the beings of joy, peace, and happiness were blind to. That enemies lie everywhere, and utopia is but a falsehood.
How, then, would they survive in this new realm, a realm with enemies lurking behind every corner, and dangers uncountable beyond each step?
How, then, would they survive in this new realm, a realm with enemies lurking behind every corner, and dangers uncountable beyond each step?
Would they run, afraid of the many dangers that now know of their existence? Would they stand and fight? Would they try and continue their happy ways, or would they answer the call to arms?
Would they attempt to maintain their peace, or would they cross the line and slay for the sake of their happily ever after?
And if they were too peaceful and innocent to don the mantle of violence and war to protect all they held dear?
It would certainly mean their deaths. Yet they would remain pure, untainted by the choice of spilling blood as they join the countless dead that have died in the infinite battlefields that history has seen.
Another mark of history, they would be. Another casualty of war, they would become. Another memory in a long list of memories, painful and peaceful. This would be their fate.
And yet.......if the choice was still theirs, and if their innocent hearts were hardened against the new evils which they had to face..........would they do it?
Would they cry out their defiance and continue the journey of life? Would they try and restore their utopia? And most important of all.........
Would they fight on in defiance of their fate, as so many other heroes and defenders have done over the long millennia?
Would they do this?
Call upon the rage deep within?
Return to the maelstrom of violence which they sought to avoid, never to escape the cauldron of war, perhaps?
Fight to the last drop, to the last breath, defiant to the end? Would they?
The answers would be found in their past, for what if their utopias died?
What would they do?
terraluna5
Would they attempt to maintain their peace, or would they cross the line and slay for the sake of their happily ever after?
And if they were too peaceful and innocent to don the mantle of violence and war to protect all they held dear?
It would certainly mean their deaths. Yet they would remain pure, untainted by the choice of spilling blood as they join the countless dead that have died in the infinite battlefields that history has seen.
Another mark of history, they would be. Another casualty of war, they would become. Another memory in a long list of memories, painful and peaceful. This would be their fate.
And yet.......if the choice was still theirs, and if their innocent hearts were hardened against the new evils which they had to face..........would they do it?
Would they cry out their defiance and continue the journey of life? Would they try and restore their utopia? And most important of all.........
Would they fight on in defiance of their fate, as so many other heroes and defenders have done over the long millennia?
Would they do this?
Call upon the rage deep within?
Return to the maelstrom of violence which they sought to avoid, never to escape the cauldron of war, perhaps?
Fight to the last drop, to the last breath, defiant to the end? Would they?
The answers would be found in their past, for what if their utopias died?
What would they do?
terraluna5
For a long time have I crossed three major brands together- Disney and Sailor Moon, overwhelmingly mixed with Warhammer 40,000 (the king)- and portrayed different futures and events, most of them involving the Sailor Senshi and the Disney Princes and Princesses caught up in the endless wars of Warhammer 40,000. Now I have created this, to give you all (Disney lovers, Sailor Moon faithfuls, Warhammer 40,000 loyalists, and others) an idea of what each brand is like, and of how they would react. How would the Sailor Senshi react in a galaxy filled with war, as well as the Disney characters? How would the warring factions of Warhammer 40,000 deal with these peace-loving peoples?
But more importantly, how would the characters of Sailor Moon and Disney survive in such a hellish, war-torn galaxy that is Warhammer 40,000? Would they run away in fear, or would they answer the call of war? What do you think?
Warhammer 40,000 belongs to Games Workshop.
Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi.
All the Disney characters belong to their respective owner, the Walt Disney Company.
But more importantly, how would the characters of Sailor Moon and Disney survive in such a hellish, war-torn galaxy that is Warhammer 40,000? Would they run away in fear, or would they answer the call of war? What do you think?
Warhammer 40,000 belongs to Games Workshop.
Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi.
All the Disney characters belong to their respective owner, the Walt Disney Company.
© 2015 - 2024 terraluna5
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