doodle of three symmetrical figures labelled from left to right 'void, matter, and aether.' void resembles my oc kriiva, aether resembles my oc pumpky, and matter is simply my oc thursday. text is overlayed across the entire image that reads as follows: "VESPER LOG 0303AE872291-42 If I had known what those two were doing, I would have banished them to two opposite corners of the universe within a million interwoven pocket dimensions for good measure. Some months ago, without my knowledge, "Lucifer" and "Lilith" stumbled across a prophecy from an ancient society that foretold of two holy figures (that just so happened to look like them) that would become one with each other and the universe. In subterfuge, they seemed to have gathered as much information as they could, engaged in many blood sacrifices, strange rituals and sacraments in order to influence a great number of forces to align with their desires. Ultimately, their efforts culminated in a perfectly planned meeting of themselves, the other 4 Abyssal, Skonia, Mona, and I. We were all pawns to bring forth the final hour of the universe and to give birth to a new one. They failed. Their efforts to bring about the prophesized "Amalgama" did not succeed. Whatever tools they had at their disposal that could change the fundemental structure of an Abyssal is currently beyond my understanding. I am the only one remaining in one piece. Kriiva and Risvyn, as I've known them, have been reduced to strange, instinct-driven animalistic entities that drip everywhere and struggle to remain consistent in all forms of matter and dimension. Everyone else seems to have been absorbed into them, they each carry twice the power that I have. I do not know what they are capable of, and I'm not sure they are either. They have lost human consciousness. I've given them the codenames 'Void' and 'Aether' until they resemble their past selves, if ever. I don't know what to do."
more detailed doodle of void and aether together.
messy doodle made without pressure sensitivity because my hand hurt that day. void is gesturing to aether about her lack of mouth, to which she confirms she doesn't have a mouth. she also confirm's to void that she cannot eat a big cartoon meat. void is saddened by this. thursday's dialogue is on top of the doodle, it is saying "they are able to understand each other... but refuse to engage me on all fronts. frustrating."
doodle of thursday speaking in the foreground of a desolate place that kind of looks like the planet mars. in the background, void and aether are playing like a dog and a cat would. thursday says with frustration: "when they tried to fulfill their 'prophecy,' the entire universe was pulled slightly back into itself. every single celestial body in disarray from their delicate gravitational systems. millions of concurrent apocalypses. we may be the only living organisms left. they don't KNOW or CARE, they're PLAYING!"
picking at a concept i haven't decided is canon or au.
a failed attempt at fusing into god and reincarnating the universe ends in catastrophe with kriiva and pumpky being reduced to paradoxically feral super-powerful beings. thursday is the only other survivor.
// #pumpkiniumart #mentisfractinuum