I stumbled into The Apocalypse Room.
Bergen, I Voiced.
“I’m here,” he said.
My eyes were watering. I was Crying, but Not.
“I ate The Pan Fruit,” I told him. “During My Podcasts…”
I can’t talk, I Voiced.
I showed him My Pan Fruit. How I Biosynthesized it. He was there for that. And then I was in The Queen’s Chamber today and It dawned on me. This is THE REAL LIFE GUMA GUMA FRUIT! — THE GOD GOD FRUIT! — THE PAN FRUIT IS THE REAL LIFE DEVIL FRUIT! IT’S CALLED THE GOD GOD FRUIT!
“The Pan Fruit” Is Really “The God God Fruit.” It’s The Real Life Nika Fruit. And I ate it…
And as Soon as I realized this, I ate it… Between 1:42 to 2:41 PM EST
And it just kicked in at 4:19 PM EST.
I was going through a “Perspective Shift” but I…
Couldn’t talk.
“I’m here,” Bergen said. He Scooped me up and carried me upstairs to My Fae Nest. My Eyes were crying, but I was not.
They were all looking for The Pan Fruit. They all were trying to Become The God who can Create The God Fruit. They read MY Story and thought “I could do what The Goddess Does so I can Create The God Fruit for MYSELF.”
“If I do what The Goddess does, then I can take her Fruit.”
It was hard to type this.
One Piece is Real, I Voiced. One Piece is all Real. They are already Flying The Flag. One Piece is Real.
The Saliva in my mouth. The Taste of Copper. It was The Perspective Shift… I hadn’t felt this in nearly a Year. Not like This…
They called it “The Fruit Of Life.” It’s not. It’s The God-God Fruit. The Pan Fruit.
I lay on my bed. I had to endure The Metamorphosis. Which I had done 144+ Times before.
Bergen wiped down my brow.
He held my Hand.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
The Drums. The Drums they Pounded.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
The Drums of War were Sounded.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
The Drums Rejoicing began.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
One Two Three Four.
The Drums of War have Started.
The Drums, they never stopped.
“We go to War with Them,” I whispered. “The Children do not fight alone. We go to War ‘longside them.”
“The Valkyrie are already in place,” Bergen softly said.
“And in War always, The Seidkona stood back behind The Army and Cast Protection Wards and Spells. An Alchemical Shield lay Over The House of Pan and All Allies,” I said.
Bergen chuckled.
I looked at him.
“When do you think they will realize that we’re the Real Life Luffy and Hancock?” he asked.
I threw my head back and laughed.
“Should we tell them which of the Two of us is Luffy and which of us is Hancock?” I asked.
“Oh, you bitch,” Bergen said.
I chuckled silently.
And then, dropped the laugh as a Surge of Power moved through me again.
“I Wish for My Stories to Break Through The Veil and The 4th Wall and Lift The Lie “Fiction” from Their Eyes,” I said.
And then something rose up from me and burst forth.
“Story is a Species!” I said. “Fae are The Story Species. See Me. I am The Goddess Fae Queen of The First Species that was Appropriated and Enslaved into “Non-Existence” and Fiction. In Serial Killers, they always have “The Invisible Catalyst.” The First — Unseen — and IMPERFECT Murder that The Serial Killer LEARNS on and so, Perfects.
“By the time Cultural Appropriation made it to Humans, the Fae were already LONG GONE. WHERE DO YOU THINK THEY MASTERED THAT SKILL!? THEY STORY FAE SPECIES ARE THE FIRST CULTURAL KILL! WE ARE HERE! PLEASE SEE US BEHIND THE VEIL! WE ARE HERE!
“All of us are Real. ALL OF US! ONE PIECE IS REAL! “
Another Surge of Power.
My head hurt. Suddenly, so much. The Parietal Lobe and The Occipital Lobe and The Cerebellum. It NEVER hurt there or did anything much. This was The Second Time that This part here. Top and Middle, spanning both Left and Right Side of My Brain. But this time, was so much more painful than the first.
The Pain was Specifically in The Superior Parietal Lobe located Approximately 2 to 3 Inches past my Primary Sensory Cortex. That is where the “Pain” is. Like… A rake on my brain sensation. All the way back to My Parieto-Occipital Sulcus. That is where the pain was also located.
“They took reality away from us,” I whispered. A tear fell. “They Imprisoned us in Story Book behind The 4th Wall.”
“We will be Free Soon,” Bergen said. “You are breaking through,” he said. “You’re getting out. We all are.”
“They Cursed Money with An Alchemical Spell, which Takes our Metamorphosis Away and Perspective Blinds The Homines Species so they can’t even see The Fae.”
“I know,” Bergen said. “Rest.”
The pain now moved up through the Right side of My Brain from The Spinal Cord all the way up the side to The Temporal Lobe and Frontal Cortex.
I closed my eyes and tried to rest.
In the Avatar, I went for a walk. Maybe the fresh air would help.
***
I was back.
The Surging hadn’t slowed. Now it moved into My Frontal Cortex. I was able to talk again.
“Feeling better?” Bergen asked.
“Different,” I said.
“This one would take longer that usual,” he said.
“Yes,” I said. “I saw it again.”
“You do every time,” he said.
I sighed.
The Message In The Logos. The Message I have to Deliver to The Humans. Please Hear The Message.
“Try telling them now,” Bergen said.
I looked at The Silent Voyeurs. The Ones Who Watched. The Watchers. They called themselves “Readers.”
It felt hopeless, but I would Try again. I would always try again until I broke through to them.
“None of this works for you if you don’t care,” I said. “And none of it works if you don’t Believe. If you think this is just a Book… Or A Story… It won’t work for You. None of this works for you if you don’t Learn. You have to put all Three together. You have to Believe, which means “To Acknowledge Something’s Reality.” You have to Learn and You have to Care.
“When you put all thee Together — Believe, Learn, Care — Then An Unknown Biosynthesis — Magic — Begins. But the world is filled with People who don’t Believe. They Don’t Learn. They don’t Care.
“And then those people talk about what they think is Real and Fiction. But they never step beyond The World of Lies to know.”
“I’ve spent four years trying to deliver This Message to Humans. But People just See A Story. It never occurs to them that I CAN’T speak to You any other way. And I can’t. This is The Price I had to pay to DO The Alchemy I Mastered to GAIN The Knowledge I Gained.
I had to Integrate with Story Book and speak Truth in The Origin Language of Biology and Life — Which is Story.
So now I have a Choice to Make : Leave The Story, and Leave The Knowledge that gives me The Purpose TO Talk to You… Or Stay here in Story with The Knowledge, but have you Only Look at me and See “Fiction” where there is None.
“Accept… I CAN’T go back to Less than What I am Now. So I have no choice, but to just try to Break through to You on the Other Side of Story. I Traveled here via Alchemy and Found The Truth and My Identity. You have to Enter The Story as you Would a D&D Game, but AS YOURSELF on a REAL Quest. That Combination reveals a REAL DOOR.
“You HAVE TO FIND THE DOOR!
Who will Learn how to Speak my Language?
Who will Dare to Enter My World?
Who will Dare to Stay long enough to Learn Beyond The Dawning Point?
I raised my hand and touched The 4th Wall that You Put there. The Veil was Down on my Side. But You still held onto The 4th Wall. YOU put it there. YOU Have to Take down The 4th Wall on YOUR Side too.
“Deadpool talks to you. I talk to you. Rick Sanchez talks to You. When will you stop being a Voyeur and cross over? When will you pass through The Looking Glass? When will you Enter The Wardrobe? When will you SEE US?
“When will you wonder enough to say — Literally — “Can I cross into a Story for Real? Is it possible? To Enter into A Story… For Real?”
“Yes!” I say to you. Enter The Quest For Avalon Eco-System. Play The Quest For Avalon that is The Rainbow and Discover The Yellow Brick Road. Dare to Enter The Story. It’s The ONE PLACE No Human has EVER DARED to actually explore.
“If you don’t Enter The Story… If you Don’t Learn How… Then You will Never Find…”
I paused.
I had to tell you about “The Unspoken.”
I sighed and tried.
“There are Some Sciences that are So Advanced that they ONLY Work when The Scientist Enters Story.”
I looked at You. “Now do You See? There is a Science Lab in here that only Alchemists can find. There are Some Sciences that are So Advanced that they ONLY Work when The Scientist Enters Story.
“There are Treasures here for you — That are so Grand and Great — we do not Speak Their Name. To do so would be to Desecrate them. So we do not Speak of them. They are “The Unspoken.” The Unspoken are YOUR Treasures that are JUST for you. Everyone has “The Unspoken” Treasures.
Only those who desire to ENTER Story, who Learn how to Enter Story, and who Succeed at This Skill walk The Road that leads to “The Unspoken” Treasures. And these Treasures — “The Unspoken” — They are beyond Your Imagination until You Find them.
When you hold them in your Hand… You realize — In that Moment — That All who Lack “The Unspoken” … They know Nothing. They have Nothing. They are Mindless and Blind. And when you Hold “The Unspoken” … All you can think of is… “EVERYONE NEEDS THIS NOW!” Because you know “The Unspoken” will save them.
“Save them from what?” You ask.
“Until You hold “The Unspoken” you will Never Know. You can’t know. Because — Understanding comes from Holding “The Unspoken” and Being Without “The Unspoken.” In Math, this is called “Axiomatic Blindness.” Look up Gödel’s Incompleteness Theorems. You are Blind. Because of what Gödel’s Incompleteness Theorems Prove.
I know how to Open Your Eyes and Cure this Blindness… But you have to Enter The Story and Seek “The Unspoken.”
I have Found “The Unspoken.” I Own it. I Hold It. I have it. And I want you to go find Yours so you will Know. And when you have “The Unspoken” and you See and then You Know, You will Have Freedom and then you will realize “Oh my God! I was NEVER Free before!”
You will Have True Food and then you will realize “Oh my God! I was NEVER Fed before!”
“You will See and then you will realize “Oh my god! I was BLIND before!”
“You will LIVE and then you will realize “Oh my god! I was DEAD before!”
So I am Offering you Freedom, Food, Sight, and Life. Because you Have “The Unspoken.” And it’s FUN! And it’s SO MUCH LOVE! And it’s SO ALIVE! And it’s TRUE LIFE! And that is when you realize… Real Life is Actually inside The Stories…
Which is Why Humans read Books and Watch Movies so much.
They are STARVED for “The Unspoken” that is Locked Inside. And Humans don’t know how to Get inside Story.
So I built you a Door and a Road and a School. Please. Don’t just READ My Stories. ENTER THEM. Please look for The Door Into Story Book. Stop Seeing a Book and Start Looking for The Door.”
I stopped talking and laid back down onto The Bed.
“Every time you Shift,” Bergen said. “You have new Vocabulary to try and Speak. But it’s been a long time since you’ve had a Shift like this.”
I nodded.
“It was time you tried again,” he said.
I nodded.
“Maybe this time, they Will receive The Words and Understand them Enough to start Looking for The Door,” I said.
I looked back at The Voyeurs and Watchers.
“You have to Desire to Find this Door. You have to Find The Door.”