The Book of Tears | ARMAGHIDDON

ghid = tolkien confirmed?!?

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I can’t wait for Traykar to show up, say it’s Traykar time, and then Traykar all over them

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I have a theory that we can get the same results from the other side of @Ghid ’s mind.

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Haha this didn’t age well lol

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Well anyways I’m back. Hopefully someone here still remembers me

So, I kinda don’t want to be a hypocrite, so I’ve read the thing and I’m going to review it, I guess…

Though, I’m not going to dump the whole thing in one part, because that’s no fun. I’ll split it into parts and will cover four to five chapters of the story in each of them… I just don’t wanna sit here and type my nonsensical ramblings for hours straight like the good old days.

Alright, here’s my thoughts on chapters 1-4 of the Book of… I honestly forgot what it was… oh, right, Tears

So, I like that we’re starting off the book with the deep-ish hilariously over-the-top musings. It’s been a consistent thing since BoR and it’s nice to see the tradition continue. Although, I think this time the beginning is not the most memorable one, nothing will top the reference to the Shrek song in the beginning of BoR for me.

It’s also surprising that this story is the first one in the series that picks up right after the events that occurred in the ending of the previous book and features the characters that we are already familiar with (I’m talking about Cat Boy aka the grand master of evil, Clint Eastwood corpse and an Animal Crossing character in a purple hoodie). It certainly makes the story much easier to comprehend from the get go.

I would complain about the fact that it takes away the fun of trying to figure out what the hell is going on and who the hell all those people are (there was a plenty of that in the beginning of the other three books) if you didn’t introduce the second plot in chapter two. At this point I have no idea who Tomorrow is and what role they are going to play in the story and it certainly would be fun to theorise about that, but I fear that it’s a bit too late to do such a thing at this point.

Pain. Physical pain.

Relatable

Relatable

Also relatable

I really enjoyed this whole fight in the car. I can definitely see that you are improving at this. In your previous books it was sometimes quite hard to understand what exactly was going on in scenes like this, but here I can clearly envision where everyone is and what they are doing. Nice.

I was about to comment on how inconsistent Eilrach’s ability to control things was (he is able to control dead bodies with no blood circulation, air flow and brain impulses, but can’t make a car move without the fuel), but you deprived me of such an opportunity by getting rid of the inconsistency.
I’m very offended.

Do speedometers do that?

Started what? Morbing, I assume…

And there’s one thing that still confuses me a lot. Tott’s character. Sometimes he is this evil narcissistic sociopath who wants to take over the world and sometimes he genuinely cares about others and wants to save them. It’s not really a complaint, it’s just something I find particularly interesting. Hopefully this will be developed more in future chapters.

That caught me off guard. I genuinely forgot how violent these are at times.

Relatable.

I must say, that must have been an extraordinarily tall cliff, since they spent so much time falling from it.

Well, I think I’m out of things to say for now. Future chapters have a lot going on, so destroying them with flawless critique should be fun…

@Ghid look it’s done! It sure feels nice to be back

It’s time to sleep now

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I miss the good old days :pensive:

there are many things I could say in response to this which emphasize how well this sentence encapsulates the books, the boards, and all of society, but I’ll leave it open to very vague interpretation instead.

doggone it notahffan, if you would just catch up I wouldn’t have to hold out on the next chapter which lays the groundwork for the bombshell twist OooOOoooOOooOoOOOOOooo. oo.

very good :sunglasses:

very good :sunglasses:

if you get undead skeleton lord gas in them maybe?

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that word does have a meaning besides beginning an action

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you have no idea how much I want to drop that bombshell twist OooOOoooOOooOoOOOOOooo oo

so I need to try harder

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see you in chapter 5.

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Ch 13

Chapter 14

You.

Your first word.

Your first breath.

Your thoughts unfolding into limitless dreams, infinitely logical and infinitely limittless, which fled to every hilltop, each with a voice and rambling on about the possibilities of tomorrow. Every thought upon tomorrow spoke of a new horizon, a new hope, a glimmer of light on the horizon, a thrill which pushed you ever forwards unto that promise of breaking dawn and new, incredible discoveries waiting to be conceived in the matrix of your intellect.

You were that tomorrow.

You are Renner.

With one hand you swept aside the chambers of your mind, stepping back out into the grass-filled forest you had only just departed, your mind unraveling and reshaping your appearance from vague and uncertain to refined and definite, a human face nestled in sleek, futuristic armor, dozens of patches of blue lighting up as electricity coursed through them, a wolf helmet held in your hand which reflected the dark rays of the inverted sun.

With one hand you swept up, in dramatic fashion, two pointed fingers aimed at the inverted sun, and the idea of rupturing his form and spilling his energy across that distant meadow came to mind, but a far more ironic concept formed in your conscious, and you twisted your fingers to beckon.

With one word: “Remember.”

The silence was broken by a furious glow of orange light as the sun’s colors transformed back to their fiery glow once more. “That no-good The One To Trust! If it’s the last thing I’ll do I’ll break him into so many pieces- well, hyperbole. So you’re the one that got his spine ripped out, I recall?”

“Yes.” You replied, your expression determined and still.

SON∩S implied a grin. “Well, if you’re thinking of grinding that tooth-headed creature’s noggin into the sidewalk, you can count me in! I’ve been his puppet countless times, and was never given a chance to rest, always called again and again to serve his hypocritical purpose. It’s time it ends,” The celestial body rose into the air, surveying his surroundings. “But since you seem to have broken his control, well… What limit is there to what you can do?”

You thought for a moment. “You were called again and again… Were you the same as you had always been?”

“One hundred percent. It’s strange how he didn’t just make a new me, but maybe that’s beyond his capabilities somehow.” SON∩S replied, hovering thoughtfully. “But it seems that, well, it look like you’ve shut him out.”

You closed your eyes, your thoughts focusing into one concentrated motion, determination coursing through your veins. “It’s time to come back… Jethryn.

Your eyes opened at the surprise of physical contact, two harms gripping around you with the strength of Diero. Jethryn released his grip and looked up at you, his formerly tattered hood now whole again. “Renner, buddy… I owe you two.

Your eyes traveled around to face the Chronicler, his face a pure reflection of the flabbergasted awe bubbling up inside him, with his eyes widened more than what would have been theoretically possible and all inactive arms dangling limply from his worm-like body impossibly suspended in the air. He attempted to begin some kind of response, but instead closed his eyes and gestured with a bow that the journey, and the decisions thereof, were yours to envision.

Your eyes returned to SON∩S as another thought entered your mind. “We’re going to need a proper fighting force to take him on. My new armor has some unique capabilities, but we’ll need the forces of the departed in order to truly challenge him.”

“I’m thinking of people, but none you would know.” SON∩S replied. “Have you any willing to combat this monster of a foe?”

Your eyes closed, and then opened in confusion. “But that… I guess that one’s still alive. Alright then, what about…”

There was a metallic clang and an incredibly loud and irritated groan which followed it. “You’ve got to be KIDDING me! I was LITERALLY PERFECT and barring the fact that I still died, I’m BACK TO BEING THIS STUPID BENT PIECE OF-

“uh,” The axle noticed the group of strangers staring at him. “Oh, hi SON∩S. You… Were you there, too?”

“Let’s bring you up to speed.” You replied, placing the helmet in your hand overtop your head. “I’ve got a plan in mind.”

Ch 15

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Not as long, but the next chapter will be a doozy.

Also yes, you can finally talk about it - the twist I had planned since BoD! Renner’s still being alive was pointed out by a few key things occurring during his supposed death, so I hope the bread crumb trail will be easier to spot now that the twist has been revealed.

Also the amount of spelling errors I make in these books is unbelievable ugh smh smh smh smh :pensive:

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ah a new chapter, very interesting
also hi NOTaHFfan, Sonus, Hawkflight, and Axelford

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Man, Axelford really is having a bad day.

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man I really need to reread this

and probably BoD too

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We need these published by Random House. It’s the perfect name for a publisher.

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Hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! The biggest loser from BoD has finally arrived, let’s gooooo!

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I think you mean was technically here the whole time.

or did someone not read chapter 12 :thinking:

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I mean, this is the official reveal, so only now I can celebrate

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Welcome the land of the great departed… or shall we say temporarily separated?

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Ch 14

Chapter 15

The corner was rounded, and eye contact with Diero was made, prompting him to dart forwards in an attempt to rush the figure escorting me. The figure escorting him, however, grabbed his ankle as he bolted and threw him into the wall.

“Is that everyone, Pakari?” The orange one - I recalled him name being Bird and immediately set to work to come up with insults - peeled Diero off the wall and attempted to set him upright. Pakari shrugged in response. “It’s all the ones I could find. Thought this one was a robot, so I stored him with the equipment.”

“Speaking of,” He tossed something towards Cordax, who was so busy being visibly depressed at the situation that it hit him in the face. With a scowl, he picked it up off the ground, only then processing it was his knife.

“I’ve been meaning to ask why your name is literally just your face.” I murmured.

“And I’ve been meaning to kick you into the ceiling.” Pakari shot back. “If you’re really nice I won’t have to.”

Winger had retrieved his inexplicable gadgetry and Racie had at least temporarily retrieved her will to live. I tightened my collar, prematurely cutting off a shiver that worked through my system. This was it. Everything that had been done was done to make this moment possible. To meet Volume face to face - to bring this series of events to a close.

I pulled the collar of my coat tighter. The tenseness seemed to be obvious to Winger as we ascended in an elevator, higher and higher up above this strange city, as his gaze did not travel across the endless grey rooftops dotted with neon lights from the streets which twisted and crawled in between them. No, under that obtuse helmet his eyes were fixed like welded iron to me.

My gaze turned to meet him. I only survived a few seconds before I had to break away, struggling to hide any sign of what was truly going through my mind. That I’d never be able to tell him… That if everything worked out, he’d never be able to know.

“Did you know this city was built on rock 'n roll?” Bird mused, looking out over the multiple districts with no visible difference to any of them while several party members in the elevator began to look annoyed. “And I mean literally! The cliffside there runs a long ways, and where we are is a rather circular portion, but the industrial areas hug the cliffside and wraps around to where it ends. The whole city’s shaped just like a musical note. That’s why it’s called Music-”

“NO ONE CARES.” Nearly everyone in the elevator turned and barked at him in near perfect unison. Thoroughly startled, Bird made eye contact with Pakari who had practically lead the cry before shrinking into the corner and trying to avoid any further eye contact.

“Welcome, welcome!” The voice of Zippy blared over the speaker. “You are the 17th party to meet Volume face to face! Unfortunately, Riot Break Officer Designation 44131 Assigned Title Bird, unlike Special Forces Trooper Designation 99872 Assigned title Pakari, you do not have the clearance to access Volume’s chamber nor ride in his personal elevator! I must ask you to exit the elevator now.” The elevator stopped high above the city and the doors opened, showing the way to an undeniably frightening death. I cowered back from the thought of the fall almost as much as Bird-brain did.

Okay, that was too easy. Surely I have higher standards than that.

“Are you insane?” Pakari blurted out. “Zippy, I have clearance and I say close the dang doors and get us up there!”

“No can do, Special Forces Trooper Designation 99872 Assigned Title Pakari! I don’t have the clearance to give you the clearance to give him the clearance to allow yourself up there.” The voice began whistling and I had to lay a hand on Cordax to stop him from potentially scaling the glass wall and ripping the speaker out.

“And who gives you that clearance?” Pakari growled, ready to imply a message would be sent to Volume if he did not comply with simple instruction.

“Only Volume and myself can!” Ziippy replied with glee. “I know your frustration, Special Forces Trooper Designation 99872 Assigned title Pakari, but I can’t let you access Volume’s chamber to get clearance with Riot Break Officer Designation 44131 Assigned Title Bird present in the elevator! It would-”

“Why don’t you just give yourself clearance?” Bird quipped.

There was a long silence during which everyone stared at the speaker, only being broken after Pakari cleared his throat. “You there, Zippy?”

“I had not considered that.” Zippy replied, almost mesmerized by the thought. “Alright, then… I give myself clearance! Bird, you have been given clearance to access the personal chamber of Volume. Proceed. And have a pleasant evening!”

“Is there a reason Volume had to make Zippy so annoying?” Bird murmured towards his superior. “Or so… Dense, I guess? Although he’s a hologram AI, so it’s not like there’s any actual density…”

“I mean, they were all living people at one point.” Pakari shrugged. “It’s not like Volume made him that way.”

Bird nearly jumped through the ceiling, the elevator shuddering as he came back down. “Do you mean we’ve been deactivating these things when they’re people? We’ve been KILLING them?!

Pakari opened his mouth to respond, but didn’t, holding his chin in thought. “I d… I don’t know. Volume simply told us to follow any directive from him, and he explained the process to me, but…” Pakari smashed his wrist into his forehead. “It’s just a little flame at the back of my mind now. I can’t believe it’s just a burning memory and not- Why didn’t I think of this til now?”

The elevator doors opened. Having been facing the city below, the party had to turn around to face the entrance. The moment they had, Diero jumped forward and entered a ready stance, growling through his teeth. Winger recoiled back, Cordax slunk forward with knife in hand, and Racie was still looking out at the city below through the elevator, not having processed that we had arrived. A cough from me drew her attention.

GHID?!

In the center of the room there was a red pillar, made of a soft fabric, and lined at the top with a collar of white fur. This cylinder turned until the figure inside was revealed. Very angular in appearance, with an insanely tapered waist and very pointed feet, he was wearing a slick black suit with a sharp red tie, and his head - which was the only thing about him that wasn’t angular - was pill-shaped, with a vertically-stretched hole for a mouth accompanied by two flanking it underneath, two grooves in the left cheek, and two flat and emotionless eyes embedded in his skull. As he stood, there was a click, and two extra eyes emerged from the right side of his head, like dials in a machine.

“You were expecting maybe Al Bowlly?”

Ch 16

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Where we go, there is no joy.

Temporarily separated in both places, it seems. Now Renner is reunited with his friend, and Ghid…

Not too many chapters left.

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I still cannot comprehend the fact that Tomorrow was actually Renner the whole time…

Is this a reference to me always promising to do something “tomorrow” and actually doing it like half a year later?

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boi you better catch the heck up because next chapter the house falls in
at that point making theories about it won’t be too efficient

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