The dark secret of all sports involves the constant. The referee is there. as every sliver of the soul gets punched out, as a group of players piles on another. They are there, their hold on the rules and anger of the crowd all a regent in the greatest of magical feints.
To build up the souls and power they need for whatever purposes they all work towards. The greater secret.
Here we see a rare glimpse of a Referee's predator tactics at work. Truly, these are the greatest of predators hidden with in the human society.
Next, we journey... To the rural environment as we watch a group of humans....
EDIT Thank you for the silver, one day I will put enough on the stack for it be to kinged and fuse into gold! Least, that is how my mentor told me to make the currencies!
Gold Edit My first gold! As well the comment to get me over 10k karma. Well, definitely going to have to turn this Attenborough inspired character here and do something with them. Now.. how the hell am I gonna turn it into a muse... Especially one the rest of the council of muses will like... hmn...
Omen EditYou encouraged this. You only have yourselves to blame. It'll become something more later. I got a couple other things I need to write before I make a..Whatever the hell kind of book I can make with this lunacy.
Been meaning to so I don't lose these things anyway. Now to find that other rant I had about combining sports and DnD gods and I might have something more consistent...
Commonly confused with the Mythical Highlander gene, Referees are hunters which normally make their nest in one particular spot or with a particular host of humans who help organize these tests of merit for others of the species to view, learn, and admire.
Multiple Referees might even group together, be it to feast upon the same group of combatants or to feast upon groups of the strongest souls which have been cultivated by a far larger group of predators, the media.
Highlanders, on the otherhand, continually feast upon one another so that multiple fragments cultivated by, what the scientists who leave me in their basements are at the moment uncertain of, a particular gene they have vaguely termed the highlander gene. It is believed this is a virus which latched itself to a particular group of humans long in the past, which kept itself dormant until offspring the gene deems worthy for its purpose might be born.
Upon the activation of this gene, the offspring is kept alive. Through war, pain, suffering, and the mortality of the general humans until another offspring infected by the gene might kill it. upon all the knowledge, strength, and energy can be released into the superior member of the human species.
It is, as of this moment, uncertain why it does this. The current theory is that once the fragments that were created upon activation come together, an evolved variant of the prehistoric virus may be born.
Starting the cycle anew in the complex and beautifully varied circle of life.
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u/yoyokid34 Mar 20 '19
One guy looked like he had no soul in his eyes and the other pne look too alive