Raim's Relationship Chart
MASTERS
Raim’s opinions of Masters and Donut Steels with whom he is acquainted, or of whom he is aware.
Griffith le Fay
With his soul painted in the strokes of two opposing legacies, a cold front and a warm front meet. This young man is a hurricane in wait, a storm brews beneath him. The shoulders of two Arthurian giants locked in a measuring of metaphorical manhoods. Shall the young le Fay be swallowed, or shall he rise above the storm and crown himself a lord in the new Age of Gods? I do hope it is the latter, but I will revel in the artistry of his fall should it come.
Benjamin Jowett
Our purposes align well, this man of letters and I. He too sees the potential of what humanity might become in a world not so mired by the mundane.
The Herald of the New World
O this, I say, is the hurricane. An eruption of misery into the world of such power that it threatens to topple the feeble façade of normalcy that the magi have conjured around humanity like a funeral shroud. Red and black and orange and hungry, angry colors spill forth from a madman’s maw, a tide laden with treasures of gold and jewels that thirst only for more to spill. Glorious.
Judas Iscariot
This miserable wretch deserves all that he endures. There is no toxin enough in the world for me to spill in my spittle to speak his name. For the pittance offered, he sold the men whom he loved to their enemies. The Christ, pitiable in his Father’s cruel death march, deserved not to bear also the sting of this inhuman’s betrayal. Even had I the power, I would ne’er lift this creature from his suffering. I spit upon those who betray love.
Abel
Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation's final law --
Tho' Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek'd against his creed --
Who loved, who suffer'd countless ills,
Who battled for the True, the Just,
Be blown about the desert dust,
Or seal'd within the iron hills?
For the first Son of Man to bear this curse eternal, alongside such rightful sufferers as the high traitor, Ash May Be his Name? This lot is Lot’s lot, to be favored and yet abandoned, even as his brother’s lot was cast to Nod. Abel yet holds to his faith, to his love, but be it faith in God or faith in Nature or faith in Man?
Love is no law of theirs’. An idol, a maladaptation, a weakness; so sin is love to all these. What be it then, this love? A Rebellion, surely. As surely as Hell and all its angels. Then let it be my law. Let it be the law of Hell, if Hell must where no other take its mantle and banner and go to war in its name. And had I the power, I would melt from its precious ingots a crown of gold and lay it on his head, and turn his eyes to truth, and kneel and kiss his righteous feet. This man who stands above Man, who may swallow the sun and the stars and forever and remember them still in his ancient bones. O Rightful Lord of Bel, Death of God, Overturner of Thrones!
William Dafoe
A man of masks and lies, this man, my Great Work, my Magnum Opus. I alone who live know him for what he is, this busom friend of mine. If Abel’s fall to the blade of Kain be the thesis, then the antithesis be he, who beneath all masks and beneath all lies and against all reason loves his brother- and mutual their affection. In heat of their synthesis and the crucible of my Grail, perhaps, the Crown of Bel may yet be forged.
Yingyue le Fay
O what a love story it would be, if they as rabbits made cursed spawn into this world, as their proud family tradition permits. What a portrait of Human sin we could paint and thrust in lascivious lividity t’wards Heaven’s peering Eye.
Giulietta di Rosa
I feel in this presence a heart, as pure and true as black. I look forward to seeing what masterpieces she will paint on the canvas of the Church-dogs. I pray she does not target my Master, lest needs must snuff her flame.
SERVANTS
By bearing the Grail, Raim is aware of the Servants summoned in this war. These are his gut reactions towards them.
Wayland the Smith
Who sayeth then, that this Pretender to an Age of Gods may not rise and surpass what came before? What fault be theirs’ that history turns ever downward in a spiral out and away from awe? I wish so dearly to raise her up and fill her wings with joy, but alas, she must be sacrificed upon the altar of my ascension. In another life, perhaps.
Maitreya the Enlightened One
Buddhism. What a disgusting belief. If your peaceful enlightened joy in nothing is so great why don’t you go back to it, wench?
Charon
One who walked the age before, when God and Man so nearly walked beside. Though walk little did he, rather sail and row, in his rivers, in his Hell. All Hells are kin in their way, and I welcome his lusts and the tapestries they paint, even should they not be mine. What a pity it is that he must die, and what a trouble it is that I must devise how.
Hassan of the Spider’s Web
Bloody-handed soldier of God, the God of Abraham and Isaac, by whatever name she know Him. Hypocrite, and thus kin, who abstain His Commandments in their name. Already one foot of her is in Hell, though seven more await. I hope that I may show her the truth of His unworthiness, and the beauty of all that He denies His faithful, before I must end her.
Commodus
Here be a woman who knows how to revel. I hope her final thrill in this war is a worthy one.
Baphomet
Delusional goat. Thinks himself a savior, a judge, as if he were not pretending at the image of that sanctimonious Almighty from whose Heaven our kind all were cast. I wish so dearly to see the misery in his eyes in the moment he understands the falsehood of his Holy Word, before I end him and consume his heart.
Michael Roa Valdamjong
Whom? I am not familiar. No matter, a non-threat then if his name is unknown even to myself. Hmph.
Cyrano de Bergerac
Few are the tragedies that may supp upon my delicate, precious demon tears, but weep I do to know the extent of her pain. What rigid self-denial, self-flagellation she did inflict. A lesson this one needs, in sloughing the established order and engaging in joyous orgy. Then perhaps in the hereafter I send her back to, she and her friend and their love may make beautiful music together.