After getting into the house, Anake was surprised to find a cultural change. His house was filled up with roman flags, orthodox icons, and boards with explanations for the 12 problems of philosophy: Counterfactuals, Gettier problem, Problem of the criterion, Problem of induction, Molyneux problem, Münchhausen trilemma, Why there is something rather than nothing, Problem of universals, Sorites paradox, Mind–body problem, Hard problem of consciousness, and Problem of evil.
In normal degrees of consciousness, they could actually see the patterns. But to the logos developed in his mind, everything was twisted. Nothing had actually done anything more damage to it than the observation of the possible solutions he had proposed to everyone: no one had accepted his terms and new coined words.
The scientific community had achieved more than they had imagined with the introduction of the genius Sophia. But to his disdain, they had rejected all the hypothesis of Karl. He had on the walls: they know that I am right, but they refuse to acknowledge it, because I am more valuable and sagacious.
Anake was delighted to see all his enormous advancements and compared it to her studies and the other ones that had seen the creation. No one actually understood him. He had a gift that no one could see in him.
The night and the day were one in his eyes and the gold of the logos resided in his pupils. After all, there was something mysterious in the way he would see reality.
Anake was touching every inch of the house. She had scanned it, noticing the aura of other deities that had been here. Initially, he thought that he had raped someone here. But she dismissed the idea. It was not in her mind as a possible bang for him
Anake: it looks to me that you have brought someone here. Let me guess. You are helping someone with the cosmological balance of earth and the universe. I know you call it Terraria. But we call it earth in the primordial part of existence. As for it, it is the most powerful scenario of the cosmological order to visit in the sight of the logos. You should know about it. Maybe, you have not visited it.
Karl would actually wonder why his system had not told him about division of the dimension within existence and non-existence, making the view seem worthless. For it was negligible in the sight of knowing that such a place could.
Karl took a breath and stood up. He was reflecting on the floor. At first, you need to know that the universe is not all that we can see. In order to see it, it is the subconscious anima of man going to original source of life. To feel fear, it was not his style.
Yang: Fear of the unknown is something that I have always taken seriously. To be honest, it was the past that took me ahead of everything. Now, I am eternal. In my opinion, there is something. But my opinion does not matter. I only care about facts. The truth is with me. Now, I can see it clearly. I have read about the place. But I do not know if it has changed at all. It would be good to visit it.
Anake nodded, getting to hug him and kiss his checks. His head was near her, feeling the heat of the first woman that had not tried to use him. Honestly, he had thought that she wanted to take advantage of him. In order to use it to his advantage, he hugged her softly and kissed her on the lips. He would not let that his love for Sophia would cloud his thoughts.
They got to bed and started sleeping together for the first time with each other's company. No sex. No kiss. No intention. Just them to wonder why they got together in the first place. It was not to his taste to share his bed with other girls. But Anake was an exception, she was a goddess of divine ZZZ quality.
It was a delicacy to sleep beside her. He could control his impulses due to the greatness of his being. After all, he was the owner of Aburdium. In that order of ideas, he actually got a goddess to be his wife, so to speak, goddess hunter.
He needed to tell her to help with his main quest of conquering the world, which could lead to the main deception of the world. As for his uniqueness, no one could actually see it.
He was more than a villain, a main character, a hero, or even antagonist like a demon or devil in monsters. He was the very incarnation of nothing that logic could actually inform you.
The rest of the night, he would actually wonder why he thought that Sophia was the most beautiful woman in existence, knowing that he had not met Anake, the daughter of Chronos.
He thought that someone could fall in love. It's like being struck by a truck but not dying when you fall in love. simply nauseous, feeling euphoric one moment and depressed the next. starving but unable to consume food.
Hot, cold, perpetually aroused, bursting with joy and hope, and experiencing brief depressions that completely destroy you. It also means feeling ten years younger, loving life with an intense enthusiasm, and being unable to take the smile from your face. There are no telltale signals of love.
It's like being pushed from a high diving board and falling into it. There's no time to reflect on the situation. It is unavoidable. something outside of your control. An insane, thrilling roller coaster ride that must go its own way.
The irony was that he was the goddess of inevitability. She looked like the brightest star of the night, knowing that that the night was her family. Chaos never knew that his children would ever meet another one who met logos in the eyes of absurdity.