Finally managed to update Cosmic :D it's been a while and the reason for that is because I wanted to do the first chapter justice but I was hitting a lot of blocks with Wilder's perspective. Arceus is still carrying the plot.
I present, Arceus's Prophecy of Eighteen:
When the wheel of fate turns thrice and snaps,
And echoes bleed from the mountain's lapse,
Eighteen shall rise, and all are blue
Unless they're not, in which case, moo.
My poor godly limbs begin to freeze
In my place rises the floof with many knees
They'll don the spark of gods-to-be—
My heirs, my end, my legacy.
Mark well the day the silence sings,
When clouds wear boots and battle kings.
The world shall kneel, or not, we'll see...
Prophecies are hard and I'm lazy.
COSMIC v
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