[Heromux-$] The Root of the Problem

The Paradox used to be somebody.  Before the Presence had booted him out, he had been this close to ensuring that everyone was safe all the time, from everything.  Sure, it had involved using Fate to take away everyone's free will, but then Good would always Triumph and Evil would suck.  It was pure and simple logic, and he was willing to do it.  Now, he didn't have a name.  The Presence had used his connections with  Mnemosyne and then wiped the secret access to the highest reaches of heaven that he had previously had.  But the Paradox had ...contingencies.

Right now, he was using dark and dangerous magics that was giving the Presence a series of unnatural urges.  Slowly, carefully, he worked his way into the back channels and back doors of the umbral passages of heaven until he arrived at the Throne room itself.

"You!" The Presence howled with all the anger a purely benevolent monotheistic 'just' deity could muster, "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO GET OUT OF MY UNIVERSE!"

"Well I did," the Paradox said, looking down at the Presence's bulging crotch.  "But I missed you so much."

The Presence sulked.  He looked at the Paradox and sighed.  "Maybe I was a bit hasty."

This would be the end of his rival.  The Paradox could not believe that he had come so close and failed, but this time he would not....Veolus and ....whatever his ally was called would be wiped from reality to be sure.

The Presence licked his lips and E...The Paradox smiled.