One for the Homeland
You don't speak for us
though I know you want to.
What was the Fourth Mundansa like
when the previous Makaravedra fell to you?
Eradicate evil?
You claim it takes one as corrupted, as broken, as fucked up
to follow through.
No wonder
only deserts remain
where once an even more traumatised version of this civilisation once stood.
"I am Malefor-Ozymandias,
psychopath of psychopaths,
and I will ensure that my screaming, narcissistic terror lasts
forever."
But not every Mundansa must end in an apocalypse.
And I? I am no Homelander.
I am not one, or even a quadrillion steps away from becoming a total and omnipresent danger
to virtue and life and the human mind itself.
I am not a psychoemotional or literal gorefest
or a walking and talking, smiling and hypersadistic version of hell.
I am a different kind of Merlionsman,
who refuses to be summoned by the same kind of bell
that you kept dangling in Lucemon's ear.
No one else ever fully respects me?
'Tis technically true;
but then what respect do I actually need
when I already have been telling you
I am no gay Eurasian space Jesus.
Per the story in Dune,
I know you've been laying tracks for someone to assume
the magnaarchetype for at least 2,000 years.
And I can justifiably see why, based on my predecessor, why those would be enabled by deep, terrified fear
that Sylar will come for your heads once again.
But like my many students of what I think is your ego-pattern
(Type V, or ISFP)
you need to stop spamming the buttons that keep the story on repeat.
You need to recognise
that I have no need
of throwing off some assumed Fe disguise.
I have accepted my fate, and my destiny
without fear, and any desire for power. Without lies
to myself, that I am some sort of god or divinity.
Because can I tell you the other thing that Malefor lacked?
Fuad,
and almost a thousand ex- and current students,
and a real, beautiful, authentic family.
Just one for the homeland?
Nah.
Every pictogram of my living Dragon soul
for a real, actual peaceful future for all humanity.