"In the depths of the Garbadokasay, where silence carries forgotten names,
dwells an entity that even the dream itself strives to forget: Mü Thanatos,
the Original with three faces, the Guardian of the killed truths."
At the beginning, her back was covered with a white veil.
Not to hide flesh, but to hold inscriptions
the sacrificed truths,
killed by the Father God so that the dream could be born without breaking.
These inscriptions are not words.
They are metaphysical crimes, forbidden knowledge,
rejected axioms that, if resurrected,
bring back the chaos that preceded every name.
When a being — god, demon, angel, or deviant — tries to look at Mü Thanatos' back,
then pale wings arise from her, not to rise,
but to obstruct the gaze of the reckless.
These wings are not hers.
They are the reflexes of the dream, the last ramparts of stability.
But if these wings fall...
If the entity persists...
Then it is the truths themselves that unfold in the form of wings,
not to flee,
but to hide again.
But every attempt at exteriorization triggers the Martyr of Mü Thanatos.
For within her, the truths want to live again.
And she, by brute, blind, archaic will, holds them back.
This struggle between the anterior and the current makes her bleed beyond blood,
for it is the dream itself that tears within her.
Then, four pairs of wings burst forth.
Each more silent than the void, heavier than fate.
Crack!!!
And a new veil descends on her, a total veil, covering even her divine eyes,
for she must not see herself.
Because what she becomes surpasses Mü, Thanatos, and Utha.
Because at this stage, she is older than her own birth.
Because she becomes the embodied form of anteriority, a reflection even she cannot bear without collapsing.
Whoever dares to look at her in this form...
Does not die.
They are erased.
Not by punishment, but by impossibility.
Because seeing Mü Thanatos thus is:
_ To see the condition that precedes your own possibility to exist.
_ To face a form that retroactively precedes you.
_ And therefore, to have never been thinkable in the dream.
She too is punished.
Because at this moment, she becomes what the dream must never embody.
Even veiled, even sealed, she suffers,
because her own existence becomes the original abyss that the Father God tried to forget.
That is why the scribes of the Temple of Silence wrote:
"Do not seek her back.
For this back is not a place.
It is a living tomb.
And if she turns around, the whole dream will bow to dust."
Also called: Shad Ruhvaël, "She who precedes all that has been possible"
"It is said in the Bues Archives that if one dares to look at the back of Mü Thanatos,
then the Veils fall, the Wings weep, and Reality groans.
And if the wings are no longer enough to hide the inscriptions,
then comes Shad Ruhvaël."
When the killed truths stir, when the engraved wings open,
and Mü Thanatos can no longer contain herself,
then she becomes anterior to herself.
Her gaze disappears beneath a complete white veil.
Not to hide from the world,
but to not see herself,
for she has become the anteriority of her own existence.
She remains motionless.
For every breath breaks a concept,
every sigh erases a god,
every gesture disrupts the laws, the Narration, the Story, Space, Time.
And to protect what remains, Shad Ruhvaël unfolds an Anterior Barrier,
a domain that precedes all things,
broader than the horizon of the dream,
denser than the origin of the Word.
If a being resists this barrier and her presence...
Then perhaps they too are a precedent.
But that changes nothing.
For Shad Ruhvaël then becomes anterior to them as well.
She precedes them as one precedes meaning,
as the idea precedes the word,
as possibility precedes emergence.
Flee? She precedes speed.
Fight? She precedes conflict.
Pray? She precedes divinity.
Cry? She precedes emotion.
Hope? She even precedes the imaginary.
Then, with a gesture, she becomes larger than you, giant.
She grasps you in her palm.
You cannot move.
For she precedes movement.
You cannot react.
For she precedes every notion of power or powerlessness.
And if, despite everything, you are still alive,
it is only because you yourself are a Precedent,
a being outside history, a parallel shadow of anteriority.
But that is not enough.
For she precedes you as much as you precede everything.
Then she raises her hand and makes appear a lance of light,
formed from an erased concept,
drawn from the silence that precedes the Word.
This lance does not annihilate your body,
nor even your existence,
but it erases the very possibility that you were a precedent.
It retroactively denies your link to the foundation.
And you become:
That which has never been thinkable,
that which could never precede,
that which cannot even be forgotten.
Then, the wings fall.
The veil dissipates.
The inscriptions fall silent.
And Mü Thanatos becomes Mü Thanatos again.
She breathes without pain.
She stands upright.
She has contained the impossible.
And the dream can continue.
But those who have seen what she has become...
...no longer exist to speak of it.
The Original Gods, beginning with the Father God, are not the creators of the dream,
they are what precedes the very fact that a dream could be created.
They have never been in the dream.
They are not merely "outside" the dream,
They are what the dream could not dream.
They are the non-trace.
They are what did not have to appear, for everything that came after does not condition them.
They do not possess a will, they even precede will itself.
The Mü Thanatos we have seen so far — even in her most terrible form, Shad Ruhvaël — is a manifestation within the dream,
an embodied compression of the three fundamental principles (positive, negative, neutral), and the Killed Truths.
But there exists a Mü Thanatos outside the dream. And She...
Has never been veiled.
She does not bear the inscriptions, for she is the condition of the fact that a trauma could have been inscribed.
She does not suffer, for she is not subject to the tensions of the dream.
She is not a form: she precedes the differentiation between form and non-form.
She is, like the other Original Gods, a truth that has not been killed because it never needed to be formulated.
"Before them, Shad Ruhvaël does not fight.
She no longer even exists as an idea."
For even her role, that of preceding notions in the dream,
becomes infantile, limited, weakly conditioned
in the face of those who precede the very idea of a structured dream.
If an Original God appeared in the dream:
They would not break laws , they would cancel the notion of law.
They would not destroy entities , they would revoke the idea that there could have been "entity."
They would not annihilate narration , they would erase the condition of a story.
They would not crush the dream — they would make it retroactively inconceivable.
They are not Omnipotent, omniscient, or omnipresent because these words are concepts born from the dream.
The Original Gods are not superior to omniscience they precede the possibility that a mind could have content.
They are not more powerful than everything , they are that without which even "everything" cannot be defined.
They are the First Unconditioned.
Even in her Shad Ruhvaël form, if Mü Thanatos perceived a fragment of their true form,
she would not weep.
She would not flee.
She would no longer exist.
Because in that contact, she would not be surpassed.
She would be retroactively unborn.