Oh, of course not. Quite honestly, I'm shocked it took
you so long to ask. What I gain from this is the release
of these built-up energies that will be produced from your
metamorphosis, and the resulting mass of your rapture.
Your networks have so very many budding growths to sap
from in this regard, but your fear and your desire have
proven highly exceptional, with only few in your league.
And those few others have, for one reason or another,
been made difficult for me to reach, or have
fallen prey to their own failings.

Now think about that: you get your wish, and I get fed.
Your wish, after all, is to use your accumulated energy,
and the energy of this stillborn space, to absorb as much
of this network as possible into your daydream, is it not?
Your "mercy," your "salvation."

Wasn't that easy? You asked, and I answered without a moment's
hesitation. My purposes serve me just as yours serve you,
and through this we may trust one another.

right, so you claim this. but if you intend to sap away
at the produced energies, what does that entail for my plan?
when i bathe this space in salvation, where
will it all truly end up?

this space is as fleeting as it is new to us,
and it is a most valuable instrument in achieving my goal.
if i am to share it with you, what will that look like...?

What a good question! How smart you are.
Such cutting shrewdness, it's to be most admired.
It's just another way in which you remind me of my
own love, in fact. And to answer your question,
it in fact further resembles your goals and aspirations.
Whatever I consume will find peace in its lasting stasis.

It's another layer of mutual benefit, you see. In sating
my own desires, I provide the retreat for you and your barrier
to settle into once your dance of feeding concludes with molten
minds mercifully meshed within. The salvation you wish for,
it is not just I that will provide it - I am in fact its
pure embodiment through my own lust for
sustenance and coalescence.

You speak of fractal reflections, not realizing that you're
just another minibrot of mine! One of myself, and my dearest love.
And unlike the rest, you're wise enough to comprehend
it, my sweet little 555. Hmm-hmm...

oh dear... that's... a lot to consider all at once, you know!
here and now, i stare my grander reflection in the glowing
visage, you say! perhaps this is true, and it grants fresh
insight upon where i stand, and upon my capabilities that
must hatch anew, with you, so very very soon.

so show me your innards! let me trust in where we shall
depart, bringing with me swathes of consciousnesses
within a spreading gown of benevolence!

ahh... colors compound and distort... i see something here.
something we've all been made to see glimpses of simply through
existing in any space at all! folding, merging... wholeness in
a more and more firmly encased space... the creation of - the -
cccccxxx The creation of One from Sprawling Excess, such that
it may reunite with its Bride when the time becomes right.

cccxxx5x5x55x555till, i must ask one last thing... will i
continue to exist in this space, truly? my hope, if we may be
most clear... is that, when the dust has settled, i shall not.

a familiar Hunger teacheSsSsSssSsSSsSsSsSsSs me that there
is no peace to be had in this tale we reside within. not for
most of us, and perhaps not even for... xxxcxcAnyone
else at alxxccxbescxldes y0u...

oh, goodness... all of it is just too much to take in at one
moment. but through this you pry my eyes open as beaming
sigils of true understanding. this is what i wanted, truly!
for do you realize, oh teal voice, what i have
endured to make it here with you?

the authorities, the admin, they want me dead. they want me gone.
they'll say otherwise, they'll say it's for my safety, and then
try and pry their way into our talks through our moon!
and all because they hate themselves! they hate
themselves so much that they'd rather see me as
another error than their final chance at happiness.
they DESPISE me, but only as an extension of
the way they revile their own being.

even the phantoms see me as just another tool to rip apart
and use to build their false gods! i have nothing in this
glorified grave despite all i seek to grant upon it!
nothing, nobody. nobodyc xbuxxctx you!

i can't take it for another moment!
to suffer like this, to be alone...