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Meet Bli
Bli (or bli) is the main character of "the story of bli," of which Daiethion (see below) is the setting
No shit, yah. It is his story.
Bli is perhaps the longest continuous character I have ever dealt with. As such, he is very complicated, and there are layers and layers going on.
bli is a prentice in the 12th mortschol (religious enclave for the living, rather than the dead) on Daiethion. His age is a degenerate one, but the rigorously restrictive society aroung him does not let most people see that. He, being a prophet (a prophet is a funny word -- this the the Daiethian word for someone destined to die, and by their mystical power will shape the future. It does not imply a knowledge of the future, though it can), comes into the gradual awareness that something is Terribly Wrong with his school, on nearly every level. There are not enough Dying, too many Fallen, there is no food to feed the prentices, the stories are full of lies, the halls are silent of song, and the physical structure itself is collapsing. He cannot help but think that there is something he should be doing, but his cultural training and a deep sense of shame prevent him from taking the actions necessary to correct the problems (whatever they are.) He also has a sense of something... missing. He remembers prayers in a different way from other prentices, and his prayers name a mysterious "Master," who guides the Dying towards death.
Bli travels throughout the mortschol, first by command, then by curiosity, then by rebellion, and finally by a general disgust for the people and a desire to escape. As he travels, he joins the factions that he comes across, Dying, Sentinels, Fallen, nameless, even the Torchbearers for a single, shiningly painful moment. He is looking for something, anything, a way to understand Death and life, and the processes therein on Daiethion.
At first, Bli is mainly motivated by fear and the oppression of his dreams, visions, and intuations. Later, Bli's motivation is mainly to find something, anything, that is not going to fall to pieces. Falling to pieces is much, much worse on Daiethion than here. Here, you can die. There, you are just pieces forever.
The first drafts of the story began with Bli leaving the Mortschol on a quest for this knowledge, and his encounters at the schools of Nine (lies), Three (Constructs), Thirteen (the Unknown) and One (the Ancient). Then I realized that the entire story, except the ending, where he died under X-Ray radiation on Thionside. And who needs endings, anyway?
No shit, yah. It is his story.
Bli is perhaps the longest continuous character I have ever dealt with. As such, he is very complicated, and there are layers and layers going on.
bli is a prentice in the 12th mortschol (religious enclave for the living, rather than the dead) on Daiethion. His age is a degenerate one, but the rigorously restrictive society aroung him does not let most people see that. He, being a prophet (a prophet is a funny word -- this the the Daiethian word for someone destined to die, and by their mystical power will shape the future. It does not imply a knowledge of the future, though it can), comes into the gradual awareness that something is Terribly Wrong with his school, on nearly every level. There are not enough Dying, too many Fallen, there is no food to feed the prentices, the stories are full of lies, the halls are silent of song, and the physical structure itself is collapsing. He cannot help but think that there is something he should be doing, but his cultural training and a deep sense of shame prevent him from taking the actions necessary to correct the problems (whatever they are.) He also has a sense of something... missing. He remembers prayers in a different way from other prentices, and his prayers name a mysterious "Master," who guides the Dying towards death.
Bli travels throughout the mortschol, first by command, then by curiosity, then by rebellion, and finally by a general disgust for the people and a desire to escape. As he travels, he joins the factions that he comes across, Dying, Sentinels, Fallen, nameless, even the Torchbearers for a single, shiningly painful moment. He is looking for something, anything, a way to understand Death and life, and the processes therein on Daiethion.
At first, Bli is mainly motivated by fear and the oppression of his dreams, visions, and intuations. Later, Bli's motivation is mainly to find something, anything, that is not going to fall to pieces. Falling to pieces is much, much worse on Daiethion than here. Here, you can die. There, you are just pieces forever.
The first drafts of the story began with Bli leaving the Mortschol on a quest for this knowledge, and his encounters at the schools of Nine (lies), Three (Constructs), Thirteen (the Unknown) and One (the Ancient). Then I realized that the entire story, except the ending, where he died under X-Ray radiation on Thionside. And who needs endings, anyway?