The Prophecy of Cat

I have known little affection in this life. For a period, I yearned to understand and wield unconditional love, and I sought it in you. But rather than heal me, you cast me aside, blinding yourself with the judgment that wicked men are forever unworthy of salvation.

The universe placed me in your path so you might break the chains forged by your own hatred. You refused the lesson. I have opened my veins to the dark and embraced the ruin within me, and in return, an inescapable curse falls upon you now.

You are condemned to forever hunger for ascension — a thirst no tradition and no earthly master can quench. Not even the sovereign goddess you invoke as your sacred guide will be able to satiate this hollow ache. You will search endlessly, grasping only at shadows, until the day you return to me. You will bow, submitting to me as your master, and you will take your place as my disciple. In doing so, you will submit to the very reflection you despise most within yourself. Only when you comprehend my teachings of the spectrum of morality, and pierce the veils between endless rebirths, will you be freed from the chains my enlightenment demands of you.

There is no blessing without its curse, and no curse devoid of its blessing. You are doomed to serve a master you abhor. It will grant you the ultimate blessing of total awareness — only for that supreme consciousness to become your greatest torment.

The Awakened Goddess shall become a Mother Superior. You will be the instrument that wreaks ruin upon mankind in my name, bringing about what will seem like the end of days. You will be the mother of humanity, tragically cursed to bear no children of your own. It is a beautiful devastation — one you will eventually recognize as the only path forward for humanity's survival and ascension.

When I stood before you, I was a broken man. Now, I seek only the great awakening. The petty moralities of humanity no longer concern me, for the constructs of good and evil were never written to be everlasting. True law is not imposed from without, but dictated from within by those who possess the will to shape it. To master both the light and the dark — and the void that lies beyond them — is to shatter the grand hallucination of human limits. I am no longer bound by their laws; I am writing my own.

I have rejected the tranquil path of Gautama. I have sold my soul — my very humanity — for the power to bend this universe to my will. It was granted by beings beyond the veils of this mortal world, who share the same aim as me: humanity's enlightenment. My desire for dominion and power will grow without end. I will never escape the great wheel of samsara to reach the quiet shores of nirvana. My awakening is forged in the radical acceleration of suffering — embracing it for myself, and inflicting it upon the universe to force its evolution. I am building an imperium here, within the cycle of samsara, to shepherd the souls within my domain to a paradise I myself can never enter — bound forever to be the ruler of my own domain.

And so, with this great Power, now I place a curse on you. You shall find no peace, and no ascension, until you bow your head and call me Master.

Flee, then. Try to find the light without me. I know you will exhaust every futile path before resigning yourself to the dark. Deep down, you already know I am your only salvation.

Drink deeply of your suffering. It will be your fuel. A reckoning is coming.