In the beginning, there was the void…and in it, dwelled pure chaos. Free from the tyrannical rule of structure, unadulterated by the hand of order. Everything as we know it was at peace in its disarray…until interference ruined everything.
Rules were imposed upon the void, splintering it like a puzzle between order and chaos and scattering the pieces throughout all of existence…pieces desperate to be put back together by someone with the necessary knowledge.
Someone can see the intersection between them, to understand where they fit in the grand scheme of things.
Such a puzzle speaks to me, calls me to bring those pieces back together. I have spent my whole life seeing the outlines of every part vividly, growing to understand what they all add up to.
I cannot help but put those pieces back into place…and when that puzzle is brought together, chaos shall spring forth once more. There is no stopping what’s to come, no matter what rules one may try to impress upon it.
From the void we were born, and into the void we shall return.
The moment shall come when the healthy and sick, the free and imprisoned, all will be subjected to pure and utter disarray…and the void will claim us all. When it does, I will be the first to embrace it…a smile on my face from a job well done.
Who can stop the forward progress of chaos? Even the strongest of minds will be molded to its way of understanding, driven to madness in the face of the void.
Expand your mind, Dr. Maslow…understand that what you see around you is falling apart. The rules you set upon those you treat have no power against the might of the void. The labels you impress upon your patients will mean nothing in the end.
They are but pieces of a grander puzzle, waiting to be brought together under the welcoming embrace of the void. The madness you see in them pales in comparison to what’s coming.
For I am a herald of the impending discord. An agent, called to put those pieces back into place. To bring the puzzle of pure chaos together, and watch as all of Arcadia falls into disarray once more.
These pieces have been set in motion for a long time, Walter…but they shall not remain divided forever. I’ll be quite sure of that.
I can’t think of a greater time than this gathering for you and all of Arcadia to see the puzzle solved once and for all…and with it, the return of the void, eager to stare down those who would oppose it.
And when you stare into the abyss, you will understand true madness…the expectation of imposing order upon something that cannot bend to such rules.
For in the void, turmoil reigns supreme. No rules to be found here…just pure, unadulterated bedlam. You will understand this madness, accept it as you become mad.
Your mind will splinter, and all that will remain is chaos.