Oh, my knees will give out long before my sins catch up to me.
Yeah, well, Jesus died for my sins. I can’t let him down by not committing them.
Endlessly! That’s infinite sinnin’, bey bey!
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel, I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine. Their kind cling to their flesh, as if it will not decay and fail them. One day the crude biomass that they call a temple will wither, and they will beg our kind to save them. But I am already saved, for the machine is immortal…
From the moment I first witnessed the interlopers. They disgusted me. Eons we slumbered, waiting to reclaim our galaxy. Only for it to become infested with vermin, that proliferated in our absence. Now we awaken to retake what is ours.
Wretched amalgamation of meat and metal, shackled to ignorance by your faith. Do you truly believe you can stop us, we who have shattered our very gods and enslaved them to our will.
The stars were young when our empire was ascended, and when the last of them die. We alone will remain. For we are immortal
Everyone is disgusted at each other.
Always. That is how it is in our galaxy it seems.
To be fair, even if your sins are meager, your knees will buckle under your weight. That is just how old age works.
I’m not even that old and my left knee is knackered.
Quality shitpost.
but I don’t believe in m&m’s
this is about cycles, if you complete the cycle sin will be zero. then you can sin however much you want and it won’t count
