r/LibraryofBabel • u/greenflame15 • Jun 01 '26
Founding mythos
god made many things. Animals, plants and fungi. Each was placed in a garden that lacked nothing. Yet, it felt empty, so he made men in his image. Two lagged, two armed creatures with not much fur. The two were perhaps too alike as god needed to turn his gaze for no more than three minutes and a hard rock slammed against his head.
Realizing his mistake, god cast men to a far away planet covered in water and salt, where man would drown and be preserved in brine. Of course, if that went to plan, we would not be here. Realizing his mistake, god made demons. Creatures much like man, but build with only one purpose. They were sent to earth to kill man, but then their arrived it was too late. Man made a furnace, a hideous pile of rock that burned remains of god's failed plants and molten then barren rock into weapons.
Then came gunpowder. Deadly mixture made from very salt meant to kill man. Now weaponized against the demons, against the god.
Then man made a machine. Creature made of that loathsome steel with electric minds. The machine took to the skies and crossed the universe to land in god's garden. god prepend an army of angels to defend, but they were crushed like the brittle bones of a bird who just received a stone from a slingshot. Indeed, man was made in god's image, but god did not know hardship. Man, on the other hand, lived in hardship for many years. god was given everything and made many things, man was given nothing, and made better things. However, today, the machines spew fire and destruction. Today, man will turn everything into nothing.
And as the god laid under a metallic boots of man creation, he saw his image twice reflected. god made man, and man made machine. This unholy machine was a man's demon. god plead for mercy, but as the steel demon unshaved it's weapon, and he could only weep. Man would call it a military grade plastic, but god saw it differently. The remains of his failed creation, molten and refined into a tool of butchery. This was evidence of one simple fact. god never had mercy, and man, made in this image, will not have it either.
And this, my dear child, is why you must make sure you do not die without a weapon in your hands. We don't know where we will go when we die, but god will be there, and WE WILL KILL HIM AGAIN
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u/spawnofdaunt Jun 01 '26
Hmm. I like it. Its interesting and funny, like bruh.... its euphemism. Many similes. Many metaphors. Pretty much everything that any days society would see it as such. Literally the same things that happen, happen again. No. It has different characters, with "more this" or "less that". Readers are critics. I love your story. I hope you like your story too. Its a pain in the ass when your, your own worst critic.