ON THE MARX

Entry 56

10 Brahma

“The Savage Moon?” I asked.

“The f*****g Savage Moon,” Sal said.

“Surely you’re not talking about the Savage Moon?” I asked.

“Yep that one,” Sal said. “And guess what Amber thinks.”

“What?” I hesitated to ask.

“Colonel I have reason to believe that Omicron is the Savage Moon.” Amber said.

There was a pause.

“The ship that destroyed millions of planets?”

“Yes,”

“The one that lost the original name it had?”

“Yes,”

“The one that everyone was thought to have been destroyed?”

“Yes,”

“But that one did not belong to Rudra,” I said.

“That is what I told her,” Sal said.

“Alright fine, follow up on those reports,” I said.

“Yes sir,” she had this sort of ‘I told you so’ look to her probably addressing Sal.

“Oh, bugger off,” Sal said to her. “Anyways Colonel, we will let you know if we find any more intel.”

“Understood,” I said.

I closed the comm link.

SO…now there was the Savage Moon, Rudra, the Annunaki whatever the f**k that was, the Nephilim, the Commandments. All of this was tied to something.

“Probably the f*****g thing down the hallway,” I sighed heavily out loud.

I sat down on my desk and looked back at picture of all the animals that was in that book. I looked back at all of them. I had placed a picture of the people I knew were being represented by the animals. I knew for sure the green snake was the Marquis. The Falcon was clearly Janus, the raven was clearly Jason Black.

So next to the Falcon was a picture of Janus.

Next to the green snake was the Marquis.

The Raven had a picture of Jason Black next to it.

There were people that I knew about that I did not know how to place.

Like Norman Hunraken, which animal represented him? The Jackal? No somehow, I did not think that. The white snake maybe? No, that one I had this idea was a female. So, I knew of three definite ones with Norman Hunraken clearly being one of these animals but which one?

  When I was looking at this picture again, I realized I had not seen that there was a f*****g moon in the background. The moon looked like a giant ship. I realized all the main players of whatever the f**k was going on had to do something with this picture. But who were these other characters?

In all honesty there were two things that really worried me.

One was that mirror shard.

Whatever the f**k was in that mirror shard…it terrified me.

It made me feel the same way I felt when I saw that thing in that room down the hallway. I still don’t know how I would steal myself daily walking past the piece of s**t at least 3 times a day. Somehow, I managed. Somehow, I made it possible. I would walk past that blackness of that thing in that chamber. I still felt that destroying the piece of s**t was probably the best course of action, yet I did not believe it was the smartest.

I did not know how they wanted to activate this nor did I know why would, they want to.

Aside for being maniacal lunatics, I was sure that they had thought things out.

Somehow that Ape that was making the calculations on the ground in the picture was looking more and more like the brains behind things that were going on. He worried me second most, mostly because this mural presented the ape as a potential calculating mastermind. One of which is perhaps behind the scene. However, he was still secondary.

The thing that worried me, especially since there was chatter of this thing was that golden locust thing. The one that was standing on top of the raven summoning whatever the hell was in the shard of glass. This damned locust thing was at the center of everything. Even in this picture it was at the center of it.

That made me think about something. Someone had summoned the last Avatar of Shiva. Is that what was happening in this picture? These creatures representing all these potential enemies, and it looked like the Locust was summoning whatever it was from the shard of glass. What was that shard? Was it one of those windows or mirrors from the tree of life?

Why was it broken?

I was thinking about the story of the last Avatar of Shiva, Avadhut. What was the deal with that?

“Thoth if you’re still there can you show me about Avadhut.” I said looking around.

I waited a minute and I flipped the page of the scans of the book. I looked at the page and was a bit confused at what the hell I was looking at. It looked like a weird looking…I don’t even know what the hell to call it…it looked like armor. Terrifying armor.

It reminded me of ancient Golordian armor, from millions of years ago, back before space flight, before air flight, before vehicle usage even. It was black, and obviously the blackest black that had ever been blackened. However, it was not that, that had disturbed me. The armor itself looked normal enough.

The armor had a chest plate, made of these black scale looking things, it had shoulder guards and gauntlets with gloves. It had knee pads and shin guards and boots. All made of that same black armor, all made of the same black scales.

It was not the black armor that disturbed me. No what I was disturbed by was what I was looking at in the armor. The extremely thing was the fact that it looked like there was…spirits trying to escape from the armor but could not. They had this terrified and sad look to them. I did not even know how I was seeing this. Considering how black this armor was, I somehow could still see this.

“What in the f**k is that?” I asked.

At the bottom of the drawing of this armor was the words.

AVATAR AVADHUT.

I stared at that for a minute before looking back and realizing there were two glaring things about this armor thing that I had ignored. The first thing was the thing it had in its arm. It was a massive axe. It was solid black like the armor. Beneath the ax was this weird hole in the space around it. I stared at that for a moment trying to figure that out.

I shook my head and looked at the helmet of this thing, it had 4 four faces to it. All four could be seen. One was on top of the head, two on each side and one regular one. It was a wonder they called it a four faced demon.

“Okay so that’s Avadhut,” I said. “How did it get summon?”

I asked Thoth and waited for a minute. I changed the page and looked at the next one. The next one was odd, there was this man in gold armor with huge gold horns on its helmet, holding up a strange looking…fragment of something. That was not what worried me when I saw it. What worried me was what was in front of the gold horned man.

It was a shard of glass.

From the glass came this mist.

It was dark, as dark as the abyss.

From the mist came a demon

I suddenly remembered that poem. It was part of a longer poem I could not remember, but here it was exactly what the poem was talking about. The last Avatar of Shiva, Avadhut the four faced demon had been summoned through a shard of one of the mirrors of the tree of life!

Now this shard in the other one, the one with all those animals was worrying me. Was that shard something that could summon Shiva to this universe?  Suddenly stuff started to click in my mind. That thing called ONE was the new thing like the armor that Avadhut was summoned to. It was a vessel to hold the essence of Shiva that must be somehow trapped in the shard of the mirror. Suddenly I remember something that my old man…or was it Hanuman had said it.

How do you trap an immortal being? Is that what had happened? Hanuman must have been unable to kill Shiva, if he was immortal that was obviously what had happened. So, the next best thing was trapping him. They must have trapped him in another universe, one that he could not escape from. The mirror must have been broken at some point and now it could only be used to summon his essence his spirit into vessels. Then I realized something who could have destroyed the mirror?

As if on cue the picture changed without me prompting it. I knew it was Thoth. I looked at the picture and was shocked. On the picture was a man hitting one of the mirror so hard it had shattered when he hit it. I recognized him, his platinum hair, his white suit, his blue cape. It was none-other than the Star Builder Methuselah.