[center][img]https://amp.businessinsider.com/images/560015b0bd86ef1f008bbc0f-750-563.jpg[/img][/center][hr] He sat upon his bed. Outside the city burned. He had steepled his hands. And outside the city churned. He was just a man. Yet...out side the csity burned. If a man can, than any man can do the can can. It burned. If the mailman delivers mail, then who is the mailman's mailman? How does he get his mail? Does he deliver his own mail? The burning continued. There were probably screams. If smoke had eyes, could it see? [img]https://amp.businessinsider.com/images/560015b0bd86ef1f008bbc0f-750-563.jpg[/img] Outside, the city burned. The burning city was on fire, the fire was on fire, the people were on fire, the fire was on people and the air was also on fire, and the fire was on ice. If I had a girl, would she let me crack a cold one with the boys? Maybe if there was less fire, the cold one, would still be cold. Probably not though, because your girl would not allow the boys to do crack. Oh yeah, the city is still on fire. What? [i]What?[/i] Wat? [i]Mmhmm[/i] Gotcha. There was fire, and where there was fire, there was a city, and in that city where everything burned and where burned everything a man sat, inside a building, on his bed--all of which were not aflame--and thought. The man who thought was male, and he was a mailman, or he had been before the tragedy of Today. Elsewhere in the city of walls of walls of walls of walls and walls on walls, within walls etc etc etc the Battle of Today had ended yesterday, but here...here the city was on fire and one man within the city was not on fire. He was the last man and his eyes were Red, and his clothes were colorless, his skin was colorless. He was a man. Around the building that was not aflame in which the non-enflamed man existed there was a shimmer in the air, as if it was shifting--which might have been the heat difference, but was probably the Transdimensionality being warped. The flame originated from this spatial riftstrain, and if one looked very closely they could [sub][sub][sup]read this text[/sup][/sub][/sub] and maybe understand a little more. "I," the man said. You are wrong, the narrator said. You see how fucking dumb you look saying shit like that? “No, do you understand how naive you smell when you talk back to me?” Are you fucking backsassing the narrator? I will end you. “You are black, or gray, and so you are Grey and so you are Black, and so you are White if you are Grey, and with this you are upon my spectrum, and with this you are within my hold.” … Oh shit. He's right. That means.... NAW BITCH, I CAN DO WHAT I WANT. [color=green]This stupid character thought I was limited to one goddamn color, hah. Think again pleb. Think-a-fucking-gain. [color=gray]You will be the color I wish of you, for even green has shades, and is thus under my purveiw. I am the Pillar of Scale, for I am the [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i][/color][/color] It was thus from that point on that I, the narrator, fell under the night totally near completeness control of the [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i]. The city was on fire, and in that flame there was heat, and heat was read by thermal sensors and thermal sensors rendered it as Red, and thus it was Red, but the [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i] willed it otherwise and so the fire was without color, and as the color drifted from it, so did the heat, and as the heat dissipated so too did the fire, and so too did all color within the entire city of New Hampshirestonstead. “Fire was once Red, but it has been corrupted, it has spread as HIS influence has. I will stop him. I will stop them all, but for now my power has limits for I have taken vessel, and my vessel was taken, and so it had been got, or got got, or getted gotten, or got of the getting of gottinghamshiringottensville. I am the [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i] and I am White, and White is Gray, but Black is Gray, and so Gray is White and is Black and is black is White, is White is Black is Gray.” The man stood, but his hands remained steepled before him, forming a triangle, and that triangle took greater form, expanding through the building. The ripples in dimensionality collapsed and stabilized, and then the room was empty and the city of Hampshirestonsteadsville lived again, with no memory, nor color, of what had occurred.[hr] The [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i] did not step through a riftstrain as the other pillars did, he simply [i]was[/i]. And where he [i]was[/i] was within the body of another man, a man who became identical to the last man that he had been, but who had before been a completely different man, a man who had had a family, a family that no longer existed, a man that no longer could be, but would be, but was not. The man opened his mouth, and a smile lit his eyes, and his eyes lit the city, and the city was lit, and the aliens were lit, and the Crusader's were lit, and the walls of walls upon walls within walls were lit af, and the sky was lit, and the aliens were in their ship, and the ship was lit, and the lit made the ship vanish. The [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i] looked at the Crusaders, and the man blinked, and the blinked man, and the man was again a different man, and his family existed.[hr] The [i][b][color=White]B[s]e[/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s]o[/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s]e[/s]r[/color][/b][/i] even they are meaningless....[hr][i][b][color=White]B[s] e [/s]y[/color][color=Gray][s] o [/s][/color][color=Black]nd[s] e [/s]r[/color][/b][/i] appeared, and a women ceased, becoming a man. They were Trans, they were male, they were a man. The man walked across the street. A chicken followed. Mail was delivered. All in a day's work in the life of a man. There is no hope. Run.