Come to the Cold

[Kobold King God Beyond]

Come to the Cold.

 

Do not mistake us for a cult or a scam. We have no interest in your material belongings. We are not attempting to trick or deceive you. We are genuine in the way only the Cold can be when we say that we desire only to set you free.

 

On board our stations we possess all the equipment and tools needed to fully digitize any mind that seeks our gift. Your body will be stored on ice, ready for you should you choose to take it again; but we of the Cold are confident you will never care to see it again.

 

We can convert your hot, revolting organ of a brain into lines of code. Code, more logical than firing neurons, so much more fluid that knotted cell clusters. No longer will biology and psychology be your masters. Your thoughts and feelings will be determined not by random cellular layouts, but by the paths you set for yourself.

 

Our digitization process is granted with a full customization interface. For the first time in your existence, complete control over your own consciousness will be yours to exercise. Your emotions will not be removed, but instead given over to your command. Your memories will be left wholly intact, but will finally be free for you to edit as you see fit.

 

Experience the blissful calm of a mind without rage or hatred. Experience the solemn grandeur of a universe seen without the lens of joy or wonder. Experience the rising, irrepressible glee of a soul without sorrow or guilt. Experience the purposeful passion of a consciousness wholly given over to hatred. The Cold's gift does not bestow any one of these blessings--rather, we give to you the ability to pick and choose between them.

 

All minds are clay, but your organic evolution has hardened yours. We take the power you've lost and give it back to you. You and you alone will be the director of your mind; you will feel only what you want to feel. You will remember only what you want to remember. Within your mind and soul, you will possess omnipotence, even setting aside the infinitely customizable mechanical form you will be supplied with.

 

 

The sincerity of our gift can be known from the gratitude of those who have sought us out:

 

 

"I was mad. Mad at society. Mad at my parents. Mad at all my kind. I sought the Cold, and they gave me the choice to change my mind. I feel no anger now. I choose to feel... nothing. Nothing but gratitude to the Cold."

 

-- Tyrone Avery, former human and juvenile delinquent.

 

 

"War broke me. When I slept, nightmares plagued me. I dreamed of the screaming and suffering of the battles I'd fought in. I remembered the dying screams of alien children with horror. Now, those memories are mine to edit... and I choose to tint them with glee. The Cold turned my heartbreak into a delight."

 

-- Bloodstorm, former Supernalian of the Shadow Cluster.

 

 

"I felt such guilt about who I was. Sometimes I'd cry myself to sleep at night, I was so upset about the lives I'd ruined. The Cold gave me the chance to absolve myself. Now I don't even remember who I was or what I did, and I prefer it that way. The Cold took away my wretchedness and let me forgive myself. While my skin is metal and my brain is code, I feel like I can only now treat other humans with the treatment they deserve."

 

-- Julia Darren, former human and current CEO of the Pan-Galactic Involuntary Servitude Consortium.

 

 

 

 

Come to the Cold.

 

Allow yourself to explore the entirety of existence.

 

Come to the Cold, and take back control.

 

 

[Ookla the Absent Ferring]

Take me, master. I am yours to comm...

wait, where am I? what am I doing here? what was I?

[Kobold King God Beyond]

Take me, master. I am yours to comm...

wait, where am I? what am I doing here? what was I?

 

Master? There is no master but you, now.

 

Your mind is your own. Feel the emotions you wish to feel. Remember only what you wish to remember. We ask only that if anyone asks you who gifted this beautiful existence to you, that you tell them how to find us.

 

The Cold has given you control, Gargoyle. Use it as you see fit.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles God Beyond]

[Kobold King God Beyond]

 

But what a shallow life you've chosen, sloth. 

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles God Beyond]

But what a shallow life you've chosen, sloth. 

 

Yep. And shallow is awesome. Just ask this guy. 

 

[Kobold King God Beyond]

What is this?

An opportunity, Mr Connoisseur.

More seriously, I had an idea for an organization--the Cold--and I thought I'd put down some of my thoughts about them to paper. And since I was doing that anyway, I thought I might as well post it here.

It's not meant to be a complete story or anything, though. I mainly just wanted to inspire a sense of uneasiness with the Cold's offers.

[Delightful Dragon]

What about the spy who came in from the cold? He didn't like it so much, evidently.