To: Aion of Kore
From: Etrigan the demon
Re: New kid on the block
"Superman, the son-of-a-bitch, has re-negotiated
the contract of his destiny,"
cried Brainiac,
having newly acquired the persona of the Gnostic
Agathodaimon, "and continues with Lucif . . . I mean Luthor
in the most mundane of dramas, while I go unrewarded!"
"Truth is not merchandise," said great Darkseid
from the burgeoning babble of
hyper-collective-consciousness that emits
from the googolplex of loosely coupled
processors at the heart of Brainiac's ship. "I heard
that somewhere. Besides, you never used to make mistakes."
At that moment, synchronistically, Batman appeared
in numinous form
and,
spreadinghisdarkwings,
spoke in thunder,
"I have come from a place beyond the Promethian Wall,
where all that is and all that is not do meet.
Superman, Wonder Woman, Robin and I were disposing
countless hordes of para-demons, krull,
and nameless evil entities when a blinding light
approached us from the deep. In zero time
our enemies disappeared.
Superman, angry at being upstaged, flew into the light
and . . . you guessed it . . . disappeared. Wonder Woman,
struck blind at the sight, used her magic lasso to escape.
In short, it kicked our butts."
(Here, he paused for a moment to deftly adjust his Batarang.)
"We could not see our foe's face, his sword of power
shone so brightly. He (or She, Star-crowned Woman of the
Apocalypse), or IT continued to advance, so we
left. It's been nice but we're getting out of the
Business as of right now!
I strongly suggest you likewise make like a tree and leave,
make like a banana and split, make like a . . ."
Brainiac stared stupified for a moment at the vanishing
figure and then, a priori, placed his ship
in meta-hyper-warp drive and disappeared forever into
a Gödel-numbered parallel universe.
I learned this from one who waits at the end of time
having been created by men
and left forever alone when men became the Spirit
they had only dreamed.
I digress . . .
How may I most impress the matter,
Your Sentience:
Once more our long night is ended in perfect humility.
The light continues to grow, is growing now.