u/TechnicalKage

u/Big-Anxiety-2596

source: https://knowyourmeme.com/sensitive/memes/start-down-the-path-of-a-pedophile

The Orthodox Gods

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FOOL

u/Darkened_Sage :

The Fool who Puppeteers the marionette's circus,

The u/Darkened_Sage who Commands fate, 

The Jester who parades and Rules the historical void,

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BLACK EMPEROR

u/Stock-Bunch671 :

The Embodiment of Royalty and Distortion

The Ruler of the Ruined Order,

Empress of the Eternal Empire

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My glorious, elegant, intelligent, charming, kind, thoughtful, strong, courageous, creative, brilliant, gentle, humble, generous, passionate, wise, funny, loyal, dependable, graceful, radiant, calm, confident, warm, compassionate, witty, adventurous, respectful, sincere, magnetic, bold, articulate, empathetic, inspiring, honest, patient, powerful, attentive, uplifting, classy, friendly, reliable, ambitious, intuitive, talented, supportive, grounded, determined, charismatic, extraordinary, trustworthy, noble, dignified, perceptive, innovative, refined, considerate, balanced, open-minded, composed, imaginative, mindful, optimistic, virtuous, noble-hearted, well-spoken, quick-witted,

HERMIT

u/Square_Wasabi1338 :

Hidden root of knowledge 

Millennial Hermit 

Sage of the lost paths

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HANGED MAN  :

u/Ezcu123

He who possess knowledge of countless secrets

The embodiment of filth and degeneration of al living beings

The master of the world of shadows Ezcu123

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ABYSS

u/Gakamis :

Goreful Blood abyss 

World's Filth devourer

Creator of purity 

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JUSTICIAR

u/Odd_Arrival_5789 :

The god of judgment 

Enforcer of Order

Sovereign of laws and edicts

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VISIONARY

u/Thanatrome :

The Spectating Lord who resides within the Mind,

The Author of Falsehood who Pries upon the Heart,

The Traitor of White Tower who is Crowned in Omnipotence

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Later i will do other post with the evil gods (and door)

source: https://www.reddit.com/r/JuJutsuKaisen/comments/i4x0bq/sukuna_fire_vs_jogo_fire/?tl=es-es

Im fighting my own shadow

source: yugioh

A meme from the shadow realm while im fighting for me life

source: Donghua lotm

A meme from the shadow realm. Let's fight together against our shadows

source: https://www.reddit.com/r/LordofTheMysteries/comments/1jx6gj7/lotm_fors_wall/?tl=es-419

PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE

Hello everyone, George here, I am in the Shadow realm or the divine kingdom of u/ezcu123 , don't ask what I am doing here, I only know that I have little time before one of the beings in this place attacks me, in fact one is looking me right in the eyes right now hahaha...

I have a fantastic new spell. There are several pathways that are weak against Sun Beyonders; their solar attacks are really annoying, so I will teach you an ideal defensive spell in case one day you face one, whether you are weak or not against these types of Beyonders. With this spell, spells related to light will be useless. I think I will call this spell "Axiom of Reflective Scales"

Ability to imitate: Illusory Scales from the Tyrant pathway

Effect: Aside from the natural defense that the scales give us, it will also be the way we counter the abilities of the Sun pathway. We alter the mystical composition of the outer layer of the scales so they act as high-reflectance dielectric mirrors. We adjust the mystical refractive index of the scale (n2) relative to the air (n1) to force a critical angle.

When the Holy Light impacts the scales, it finds no flesh or spirituality to purify; it only finds a barrier with a reflection coefficient close to 100%.

Following the law of reflection where the angle of incidence is equal to the angle of reflection (i = r), the impact is not only stopped, but cleanly reflected. 90% of the purifying light and heat is deflected

As long as what they cast are abilities related to light, they will be reflected. It is a simple but very useful spell, and now if you'll excuse me I have to start fighting because that thing is starting to get closer, goodbye my dear lambs and see you in the next class

COME HERE IF YOU ARE NOT AFRAID OF ME DESTROYING YOUR 10 GENERATIONS OF DESCENDANTS, YOU ARE COURTING DEATH

the rational light that dissipates the shadows;

The scholar blessed by the hermit sage;

The impartial analyst of the mystical arts;

The one who unravels the truth;

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PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE u/Square_Wasabi1338

Citizens, men and women of this land. By the royal decree of our Black Empress u/Stock-bunch671 , I, Marquess George Gascoigne, will take charge of Sonia Island from now on. It is an honor to be able to not only teach you, but also protect you.

Today I stand before you not only as the bearer of a new noble title, but as the custodian of our shared future. Upon assuming the mantle of Marquess and accepting the seal of this domain, I am fully aware of the weight that rests upon my shoulders.

The outside world is vast, relentless, and often harbors shadows that escape our understanding. The mysteries of our time and the challenges that lie ahead demand of us an iron will and an unbreakable unity. Therefore, my first and most sacred promise to you is this: we shall forge an impregnable bastion of knowledge, security, and prosperity. I will continue to watch over knowledge as I have always done, there will be no child in my territory who has to beg or steal to eat. I want and desire for every child to be able to decide their future.

Under my rule, the light of knowledge will shine with justice for all. There will be no dark corner where corruption or wickedness can take root. I will value the effort of the worker, the cunning of the merchant, the erudition of the scholar, and the courage of the guard. Those who act with righteousness will find in me a protector; those who seek to disrupt the peace of our land, will find absolute condemnation.

For knowledge, for wisdom, for the power of learning, when you think you've seen everything there's still more to see!!

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PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE u/Square_Wasabi1338

source: https://x.com/Le_Slye/status/2077890091108778341?s=20

Hello everyone, your favorite teacher George is here, with a brilliant spell for you all that I've been polishing. Aren't you tired of your pockets being emptied by the taxes in the Spirit World? Wouldn't it be great if there was a better alternative in terms of quality and price?

Don't worry, your trusted Cognizer has designed the perfect solution: a masterful shortcut that will allow us to bypass those parasitic fees. We are going to leave the ordinary spiritual currents behind and directly use logic, the stars, and the concepts of the Astral World as our personal highway. I think I will call this little marvel "Axiomatic Projection Ritual".

WARNING: For this spell, you must be a Sequence 6 of the Reader pathway or possess a Beyonder item corresponding to at least a Sequence 9 Apprentice.

I was inspired by a Wanderer's ability to travel through the Astral World to create this spell.

The base of the spell: Simulate the ability of "Opening of Doors" or use the sealed artifact of the apprentice pathway. Then boost it and change it using a ritual altar that points to the astral world instead of the spiritual world

The materials: It is necessary a basic altar of 3 candles, candle that represents you, the anchor you are going to teleport to and to the hermit or the deity you serve.

The anchor, is an auxiliary ritual placed at the location the user wishes to visit. I recommend having several anchors to have a wide selection of destinations to travel to. Each anchor must be exactly the same as the others so they can connect with each other and form a transportation network for your organization. Think that's insecure? Then encrypt it using what I like to call "mystic control valves". Instead of fixing the anchor to a static physical location, you encrypt the destination as a mathematical function that requires precise "dimensioning." The "mystic control valve" that directs the anchor only opens when a specific spiritual frequency is aplied, known only to you and the members of your organization.

enchant:

I invoke the logic that underlies reality;

That the body and the spirit rise like the idea;

I use the borrowed knowledge to open the starry veil;

That this anchor be my guide through the stars;

If you need help creating and encrypting anchors, we're willing to charge a reasonable fee. And if you have any security concerns, we can ask Hermit Sage himself to conceal your anchor information, but naturally, that will be much more expensive.

the rational light that dissipates the shadows;

The scholar blessed by the hermit sage;

The impartial analyst of the mystical arts;

The one who unravels the truth;

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PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE u/Square_Wasabi1338

George would rise from the cathedral seats as if nothing had happened and begin walking calmly. After praying to his colleague u/ysxli , a sage of Sequence 2, he had received her blessing, therefore fulfilling the ritual requirements for Sequence 3.

https://www.reddit.com/r/LordofTheMysteries/comments/1uhn13u/lotm_rp_to_the_blessed/

He entered deeper into the church with calm steps that gradually became less steady until he finally reached a hidden chamber, where his prepared potion awaited him. After so long, the time had finally come to set foot on the path toward divinity once again. A mixture of fear and excitement filled him. He knew very well that divinity was not something glorious; it only meant that soon he would have to begin a long struggle against the divine, a battle he would eventually lose after countless years.

But he had made his decision long ago. It would be pathetic to turn back now.

Before beginning his prayer, he had already prepared and left the potion in that room. Drinking it in public, before the eyes of ordinary non-Beyonders, would have been incredibly reckless. George took a deep breath to calm his emotions, then grasped the Sequence 3 potion with both hands and began drinking it without hesitation.

The ice-cold liquid descended through his throat, and the exact moment the potion settled inside him, the material world around him shattered and was replaced by an overwhelming storm of pure information.

George felt his mind violently expanding against his skull, threatening to burst under the crushing weight of millennia of arcane truths, cosmic laws, and blasphemous secrets being injected directly into his soul. His eyes opened wide, losing all sclera and pupils, transforming into pools of pure white light. Within them, countless mathematical symbols and Ancient Hermes runes spun at terrifying speed, reflecting endless streams of knowledge as his spirituality rose violently, approaching the terrifying vastness of the Spirit World.

As the agony threatened to push him toward loss of control and madness, countless eyes began appearing across his skin. These eyes looked in every direction, desperately analyzing everything they could perceive.

A deep purple starlight emerged from the depths of his soul: the latent blessing of an Angel from the Hermit pathway.

This mystical mark acted as a colossal conceptual filter, manifesting illusory scrolls around him that absorbed, encrypted, and catalogued the chaotic tide of raw knowledge before it could destroy his sanity. Supported by this divine intervention from a neighboring pathway, his mind managed to subdue the ocean of information through an absolute, cold, and unbreakable rationality.

Allowing him to observe the universe not as an incomprehensible mystery, but as a vast mystical clockwork whose hidden mechanisms he could now dismantle with a single thought.

As he exhaled, the starlight of the Hermit and the cold geometric structures belonging to his own pathway merged harmoniously within his aura, completely stabilizing his spirituality.

When he blinked, the storm of light within his eyes faded, replaced by the merciless and analytical gaze of someone who had mastered the fundamental laws of existence.

A Cognizer had been successfully born.

The rational light that dissipates the shadows;

The scholar blessed by the hermit sage;

The impartial analyst of the mystical arts;

The one who unravels the truth;

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PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE u/Square_Wasabi1338

And thanks for help me with the ritual u/ysxli

The source of the image: https://es.pinterest.com/pin/754071531398799864/

u/LuckySwordBR

context: https://www.reddit.com/r/LordofTheMysteries/s/8vQ65T716E

Sonia Island, the place where the headquarters of the Hermit Sage Order is located. A place where education and learning among the youth is promoted by the Order, a paradise for learning just like a well-kept library. But as in any library, sometimes there are bugs or termites that try to eat the shelves. My duty is to kill those bugs that nobody will miss.

In a room dimly lit by a candle, there was a finely dressed gentleman in an expensive suit with blonde hair, wearing an Oni mask. He was writing on a piece of paper with a cold, thoughtful gaze until he finally uttered a few words, reading what he had written.

"A serial killer doesn't just kill for no reason; he must have a purpose in what he does. Killing just for the sake of it makes you no different from a rabid animal... That is the acting principle of a Sequence 7 Serial Killer. I should try leaving a signature on my murders to make it more personal."

He burned the sheet using the candle and brought the only source of light in the room closer to a corner where a young woman was located. The man simply left the light source on the floor, close enough to illuminate the prostitute in front of him.

"The best victims are the ones who come straight to you just by flashing some bills. Now that I think about it... could this be considered buying you to be my victim? Though I'm going to take back the money I gave you afterwards... I guess it still counts. How wonderful when everything is consensual, don't you think?"

The single candle in the room flickered erratically, casting long, twisted shadows that seemed to dance to the rhythm of absolute terror. For a Sequence 7 Serial Killer of the Abyss pathway, fear was not merely a biological reaction but a sweet spiritual nectar that nourished his corrupted soul. He stood at the edge of the light, absorbing with delight the despair emanating from the woman, who was cornered, bound, and gagged against the wall. His spirituality vibrated, resonating with the pure malice that characterized his pathway. The woman trembled uncontrollably, her makeup smeared with tears under the dim amber light. She had expected just another client on that dismal night of the lower class, but instead, she had let in a monster in human skin. The Beyonder took a deep breath, savoring the moment.

"What an intoxicating feeling. It's like coming back after a long day and sleeping knowing you have the next day off."

Suddenly, he drew a dagger and, with a swift movement, plunged the weapon into her stomach. The woman let out a muffled scream. Due to the rapid movement, the candle's flame extinguished. Minutes passed where the room remained in the shadows, far from the gaze of any human, until suddenly the light turned back on, lit by the same man holding the dagger. As the light returned, chasing away the shadows, it revealed the woman's body with her intestines pulled out, forming a heart made of viscera, and in the center lay the woman's own heart. The Beyonder was ecstatic with his artwork.

"I didn't know a murder could become so beautiful. This is truly a gorgeous signature. If I commit more murders following this pattern, I will digest my potion in a few months."

Suddenly, the Serial Killer’s sickly delight shattered when his Beyonder item corresponding to Sequence 6 of his pathway, which took the form of the Oni mask suddenly activated, indicating that Danger Premonition had been triggered. This ability is the most instinctive and vital trait of the Devil pathway. It exploded in his mind with the force of a hammer blow. It wasn't the usual warning of a mundane threat or an approaching Inquisitor; it was a paralyzing, absolute terror that nearly tore his spirituality apart, screaming at him that inevitable annihilation was already in the room. Turning his head slowly, his muscles stiff and his heart pounding wildly, his eyes locked onto your inscrutable figure emerging from the shadows. It was a paradoxical mixture of holy light, shadows, and flesh. He didn't have time to get a better look at the figure because he threw himself out of the room's window, rolling on the ground to cushion the fall from the second floor.

"Fuck, what the hell is that thing?"

The Beyonder used the power of the mask to transform into a devil. His size rapidly increased, and two large wings burst from his back, tearing his suit, but he didn't care; it was better than dying at the hands of that monster. He flapped his wings with great eagerness, quickly flying away from the site. After several minutes, he managed to get clear. It seemed they were no longer pursuing him.

Suddenly, the Beyonder opened his eyes only to see with horror that he was sitting back at the table where he had been writing. Turning his head toward the corner, he saw that shadow playing with his Oni mask. He had been dragged into a dream and only woke up by the will of that entity. He didn't intend to find out what it would do to him, so he tried to repeat his actions from the dream and jump out the window... Too bad his shadow held him firmly to the chair, so his attempt only caused him to fall to the floor along with the chair, drawing the attention of the entity playing with the Oni mask.

As the entity slowly approached him, a deep terror took hold of his body. It felt like a bunch of maggots squirming beneath his skin. His body tensed in anticipation of something horrendous, yet he was unable to do anything; he felt a massive fear towards the death walking toward him. At that moment, the shadow spoke in a youthful voice that sounded cold, but as it progressed, it sounded more and more like that of a devout fanatic.

"It is time to wake up, stray lamb... If you pray to the Lord right now with devotion, I promise to let you go in peace. Pray, and perhaps your soul can be saved from the flames. Pray to live, and pray to save your soul. Pray to the Lord right now."

The Beyonder knew well that if he wanted to live, he would have to surrender his faith to a god, and once you do, you are bound forever. That entity looked like a creature of shadows; it was a high-sequence Beyonder. Surely the only god he knew that could be related was the god of the Aurora Order church.

"The Lord who created—"

A kick broke his jaw before he could continue.

"Oooh, stray lamb, it seems you cannot tell an apple from a banana... Poor ignorant lamb, incapable of accepting the salvation of the Hermit Sage. Oooh, Lord, forgive him, he knows not what he does. Let us give him one more chance to save his soul."

Unfortunately, he couldn't speak because he couldn't use his jaw. He tried desperately to gesture at least one word, but he was unable to.

"Poor lamb, unable to straighten his path even though the shepherd guides him with diligence. There is no salvation for you, little lamb, but I will not give up on you. I will stay with you until you die. If a lamb is dying, it is the shepherd's duty to accompany him in his final moments."

Hearing those words, the Beyonder began to thrash with even greater desperation. Right now, he was experiencing firsthand what his victims had suffered: the fear and despair in the face of death.

"Even though I try to show you mercy, you, stray lamb, remain rebellious... But don't worry, it will all be over soon."

His shadow came to life, transforming into a shadow dog about a meter tall. The dog pounced on the helpless Beyonder and began to devour him. The Beyonder's screams flooded the room. After a few minutes, the angel left the room looking like he usually did: a young black-haired man with an eyepatch. Outside the room, the woman was waiting nervously. Seeing him come out, she asked:

"What happened in there? After that man fell asleep, you untied me and asked me to stay outside, but not a single sound came out of the room."

The angel only smiled mysteriously.

"It doesn't matter what happened. What matters is that you have come into contact with the Beyonder world. So I offer you two options: I wipe your memory and you go on with your life as a prostitute, or you join the church to become part of the administrative staff. By the way, I don't think I asked your name."

The woman understood nothing about Beyonders, but the second option was better than returning to the streets, so she quickly chose it.

"My name is Mary... sir..."

"Good, please follow me... My name is George, I am a priest of the Hermit Sage Order, no need to be so formal. You've been through a lot today. If we hurry, we can catch some food. It's important to sleep on a full stomach. You know what? You're so lucky I just happened to feel like walking here. If I'd decided to sleep like any other night, you wouldn't have left so easily."

They left the place together, leaving it in silence.

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Hey hello everyone. This time I wanted to write a story with some action, but since my OC is an angel, it was a bit complicated. So I decided to do it in this format. I think I captured the atmosphere and the terror the Beyonder felt quite well.

the source of the image: https://mx.pinterest.com/pin/602637993938847124/

PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE u/Square_Wasabi1338

Remember that you are acting, dont be a dumb ass and remember:

PRAISE THE KNOWLEDGE AND PRAISE THE HERMIT SAGE u/Square_Wasabi1338