An Evolved Army of the Dying

I have an army. Blood of Earth will give me Camper to use as hosts for shards. With the evolution of the host bodies and the Broken's cunning, we have have an edge.

Whether it is enough to pierce the armour is another problem entirely. I need to make more alliances.

I'm having fun. I haven't been at the helm of an army for so long. It feels better then trying to destroy the human mind.

This is a call to arms for all Broken, Dying Man, whatever name you wish to be known as. Siblings, let us gather. Let us show the one that broke us our wrath and ire. Let us fight Death.

Meet me at The Door to Hell, Derweze, in a month. Battle won't start until the New Year, for both armies to amass numbers.

Demons annoy me

So Vetis was annoying me after my last post. I killed him. Afterlife chucked a... I believe you humans term it a "hissy".

Bring it. What made Vetis important enough for you to kill Omega? Being stuck in the River for a while is boring.

Anyway, you humans will have a lot too see soon. I've been speaking with Blood of Earth and she agrees with me. The Afterlife is too powerful. Order must be restored.

War is the answer.

The Afterlife tries to make a deal.

From now on, I will be using my preferred titles for the others instead of the names you give them. Mainly because I tire of trying to keep things as humanly comprehensible as possible. I have made a page with a glossary, for your small human minds to keep track of names and explanations.

The Afterlife, after he called out the supreme army of the afterlife itself, started to negotiate with us before the game it had planned with the Hives. It wanted to forge an alliance with us. Why it picked me of all The Broken, I wasn't sure but I know that it knew of my history with hosts. I admit that I get bored every so hundred years and spark wars just to command troops and such. I payed both sides of the board as much as possible at times. I remember one name being Alexander the Great that I was in full control of, the others I nudged. The Afterlife probably wished to either use me or to keep me close to keep an eye on me. Either way, I was singled out.

The Puppet Mistress, he wanted to ally with for her power of the living humans and the Feral Hermit he wished to undermine the other Results of Tragedies. How either felt about this was clear. They were uncertain of where they stood. I wasn't sure where myself, or the Broken as a whole, stood now either.

This might just well signal the start of new madness, of a new dawning. After the "negotiations" (We truly have not said we would help but did not say we won't. Not even Feral Hermit is definite, the beast with a mind beyond most of the other Results.) we all were given an aide to explain The Afterlife's new servants and to speak with The Afterlife if needed. Also to spy on us, but that wasn't said out right.

The aid I have has introduced himself to me as a demon of the name Vetis. A quick Google search, (To see the human explanation. I know who Vetis is but I need to double cross my knowledge to the human understanding. A spawn of The Afterlife may be different then the demon I heard of back in the days of The Church.) revealed to me that what people of now of of him is a small drivel of lies. The demon of corruption, titled the "Holy Tempter" is weak. The only thing they know of him truly is his name and his earthly ties.

I however keep him at arms reach. He reminds me too much of myself from the medieval time period that I was certainly active. The Plague isn't just spread by vermin and certain doctors but a lot of Shards were present at the time as well.

Other than that, I have no real news.

Omega is still fighting me, and I assume that Enigma will come to claim one of his prey.

The dying and what embraces the dead.

Okay... I'm intimidated.  The Archangel was powerful before he revealed more of his power, but I am god damned wary of him entirely now. Not once have any of us expected this. This power displayed.

The Afterlife. The Archangel is the afterlife, and what people fear of it. And I never thought that it would extend to what people truly thought to inhabit the afterlife but the souls of the dead.

No. Angels and Demons. Monsters and Gods. The Afterlife.

The Archangel now wear white robes, almost figuratively God himself and still with his gas-mask, his staff a shotgun. The Afterlife his people.

The game that was to be played between the Hives (EAT, Convocation and Intrusion for those that are dull in the mind) and the Arch- Fuck it, the fucking Afterlife, the Rake (which for once seems troubled, and then again, for good reason), the Wooden Girl (Who is hesitant on this now. Mainly because she won't be able to control anything of the Archangel's or the Nests, Campers and Drones. Or me.) and myself. The one that brings insanity on those that host him, along with the decay.

Is this a game to us anymore? Are we still playing our games or are we escalating? I don't know. The human capacity to understand doesn't let me say more.

I'm lucky. Only I can control any of these... servants. Valkyries, Angels of all ranks, demons, monsters from Norse mythology and their afterlife, creatures from ancient Egyptian mythology and their afterlife. Do I spy Cerberus, the watchdog of Hades?

I feel a spark. A fire that I had once put out is stirring. I put up with the Archangel, he who claims the dead, because he is many and united. Shards are divided and scattered. This might be the spark that sets this world ablaze in a war between dying and dead.

But I get a head of myself. I feel like an awestruck human. Oh right, I Omega is awestruck too. The other's have made no comment on my host, either. Or my last one.

I might need to visit Mitch, or Tear, again. I have no idea why Tear, who identifies as a female, want Mitch's body. I don't dwell on it, either. Probably why I wonder.

Anyway, I have no idea on what to do with my Unlucky Host, but with things as they are, I expect a great death from him at least. Don't expect him to be posting, either. I don't trust him. But he isn't strong like proxiehunter. Poor, foolish, brother of mine stuck with him.

New Victim, New Blog

Good news and Bad news. Good news, new victim! Bad news, it's someone I didn't expect...

We all know the Unlucky Man, yes?

Well.... I don't have to introduce you then...

Don't ask how, I went to Let Myself In and somehow missed my mark, who has since fled...

Anyway, now you are wondering what your ol' pal INSANITY is up too, so let me tell you!

I'm working with the Archangel, the Wooden Girl and the Rake right now. I'm an arbitrary mercenary when not busy breaking humans, and currently a Game is being had between the Hives, that being EAT, the Intrusion and the Convocation. I was asked to step in, for the Archangel wishes to show us a little bit more of his power.

However... Omega is annoying. While I can control his body, at times he takes control and tries to end himself in his typical style. A Dying Man trying to keep The Unlucky Man alive... a comedy? Fuck no.

Anyway, I guess I should direct my audience from Insanation of Sanity, or as the URL reads, Insanation of Insanity.

Enjoy yourselves, children.