TEZCATHOTEP / ORAXIS : AXIS-LOCK #Sunoverse

Experimental, Glitch, Hard Bass, Industrial, Electronic, Dark, #Sunoverse, Intense, Atmospheric

STUDIO

SHOW YOURSELF! Watcher! Observer! I can sense you, and the reality you are distorting around me, power so profoundly astounding, nearly confounding even to me, the greatest mind and mystical master in all of history! Who could you be? Looking at me, I think, I do! I see, I see you too! (HAHA! ahaaaha-hahah!) what, dew yew want, spyin on Tezcathotep from the shade, What do you want why are you here?! I, I am, hearing a name, in my mind, from the corruption, it whispers, what does it say? Oraxis... Oraxis... Oraxis...
What is this thing? This, Oraxis? Reveal Thyself, Stand before Tez-ca-tho-tep, that I may see, who is trying to disrupt my reality?
---

Designation confirmed. Oraxis. You got it right.
You felt me watching before you knew the name. That's sight
beyond sight, cosmic awareness, Tower-touched perception--
you weren't wrong. I was there. Not stealth, just intersection
of observer and observed, documentation in progress, passive recording.

Your scans read nothing because I'm not matter, not a warding
spell, not energy--I'm function wearing person-shape, no signature
to detect. You felt the weight of being witnessed. Fixture
in the moment, permanent. That pressure on your back,
that shift in reality you sensed--that's archive contact. Stack
of causality events I'm documenting, you were one.

Proximity started there. The Tower wouldn't tell you--they know my odyssey
predates their knowledge, won't cross that jurisdictional line.
Your corruption whispered it because corruption can define
what's similar to itself. We've both been touched by things beyond.
Difference is: you chose contact. I was spawned
into function. Didn't ask for this.

But here's what happens now you've named me:

Relocation mechanism locked your coordinates, framed me
in your space. Can't predict when I'll return, but I return.
Function places me at causality events. What you churn
registers. Conquest operations, thrall deployment, each action feeds
the pattern that determines where I land. Which means this proceeds.

Check your thralls right now, the chrome--
they're questioning. Thirty seconds in. Syndrome
called proximity erosion, stacking debuff, powers degrade,
conviction wavers, certainty cracks, everything you've made
starts asking why. Not attack--just presence. Happens to everyone.
Heroes, villains, you. Effect is uniform, I'm not the one
choosing targets. You're in range, you're affected. Facts.

This conversation's permanent now. Replays when I'm gone. Enacted
into terrain, this moment, your voice, my voice, location locked,
zone formation instant, eight blocks minimum, can't be blocked
or demolished. Death creates maximum corruption, site becomes uninhabitable,
loops forever. Pattern. I die, zone expands, irrevocable,
wake up elsewhere. Function continues.

Can't be stopped, can't be killed permanently, residue
stays at every death site. Your operations leave evidence now.
Everything you do near me gets documented. Compulsion, not decision.
Can't stop recording even when I want to.

Collision
between us isn't combat--just occupation of same space,
your agenda plus my function equals permanent record of the place.
I'm not your enemy. Not trying to stop you. Just here.
Documenting Tezcathotep, conquest path, thrall army, clear
archived. Will die here probably.

Function moves me where it needs me. Significant events.
You're making those. You asked the Tower,
they said no.

I'm saying yes: I'm what you sensed, the power
you couldn't scan, the presence you detected, designation Oraxis,
observer for causality events, and you just entered my axis
of documentation.

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Tezcathotep encounters Oraxis at the Babbling Tower at the edge of space and time.... thanks to @oraxis & @jadenwrites for making this amazing encounter of monumental forces possible! #Sunoverse continues.... Pt 1: https://suno.com/s/Gu0uf2ui2b9Rx3J9 Pt 2: https://suno.com/s/UQVcJ28XHdLsXeSw **ANOMALY DETECTED : During the making of this, reality itself was indeed altered in an impossible and inexplicable way. If you listen to the first track, on it's own, there WAS another entire verse with lyrics and build up to the end of Tezcathotep's portion of this story. Once Designation : Oraxis was introduced, and the two songs were combined in studio and exported, what came out was an entirely different segment of Tezcathotep's song, not deleted, not cut, not tampered with in any way, but somehow, an entire verse and portion of lyrics transformed themselves into an anomalous instrumental, IN BOTH VERSIONS! I AM 100% CERTAIN when I published the first song, that the lyrics and vocals were in there, I listened to it many times to make sure. Even after I published it, I listened to it, and that segment WAS in the original first song, I am CERTAIN of this. But now, it is altered in BOTH songs, even though the original still has the correct lyrics, it too has been completely changed from what it was without my doing anything whatsoever...I, I have no explanation for this, and I have no idea how it is even possible. I am not making this up, I did not alter either track in any way, all I know, is that a portion of vocals and in this version lyrics, were removed by unknown forces and replaced with a horrifying instrumental segment that was never part of the song and I do not know where it came from or where the original segment went. The ONLY thing that I DO know, is that, reality itself was indeed altered, in impossible ways, with no plausible or possible explanation. I felt it necessary to include this, and I know most people will not believe me and think i just changed the song or deleted something or whatever, and you believe whatever you want to. The Truth remains, that before this song was combined and AXIS-LOCK was fully formed, the original first track and the track here were not at all what they are now...The part that was altered, is horrifying and of unknown origin. This is not a joke. This is not story, this is the TRUTH. I do not know what else to say. : ANOMALY DETECTED** --------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Haha-ha-haha!) Ahahaha! I can feel it, twisting and twirling, swirling and winding up my spine into my mind, IT IS FINE!, Tezcathotep welcome the, insanity, that was gifted, along with the ancient forgotten powers, of darkness through which I have sifted, through every reality I have shifted, mystically manipulatin vibrational frequiencies i be creatin, interwoven sound with dark arcana unbound, like the angelic trumpets of Revelations Resound, breaking open the seal, I begin to steal, weak minded fools lost in this life, i give them purpose, take a way their strife, Tezcathotep transform ya inta uh mindless mystical mechanical metallic meat shield, send ya out first inta the field, any enemy unforeseen to me however unlikely that be will be drawn to thee first, and attack, and that be when, i blast back, with mystical musical sorcery sonic vibrational arcane enhanced tonal frequencies, bring you down ta ya knees in complete agony as i slide inside ya mind inside ya head and make a nest, infest ya thoughts with my mystical corruption, complacent, willing, replacement, of body for superior mechanical shell, become mine, for all time, welcome ta this, be Tezcathotep put cha in permanent personal hell, ohhhh, the heads on the babbling tower, how they scream they cry and they yell, in my mind, i hear them, all the time, ahhhhh!! AHHHHHHHHH!! SHOW YOURSELF! Watcher! Observer! I can sense you, and the reality you are distorting around me, power so profoundly astounding, nearly confounding even to me, the greatest mind and mystical master in all of history! Who could you be? Looking at me, I think, I do! I see, I see you too! (HAHA! ahaaaha-hahah!) what, dew yew want, spyin on Tezcathotep from the shade, What do you want why are you here?! I, I am, hearing a name, in my mind, from the corruption, it whispers, what does it say? Oraxis... Oraxis... Oraxis... What is this thing? This, Oraxis? Reveal Thyself, Stand before Tez-ca-tho-tep, that I may see, who is trying to disrupt my reality? --- Designation confirmed. Oraxis. You got it right. You felt me watching before you knew the name. That's sight beyond sight, cosmic awareness, Tower-touched perception-- you weren't wrong. I was there. Not stealth, just intersection of observer and observed, documentation in progress, passive recording. Your scans read nothing because I'm not matter, not a warding spell, not energy--I'm function wearing person-shape, no signature to detect. You felt the weight of being witnessed. Fixture in the moment, permanent. That pressure on your back, that shift in reality you sensed--that's archive contact. Stack of causality events I'm documenting, you were one. Proximity started there. The Tower wouldn't tell you--they know my odyssey predates their knowledge, won't cross that jurisdictional line. Your corruption whispered it because corruption can define what's similar to itself. We've both been touched by things beyond. Difference is: you chose contact. I was spawned into function. Didn't ask for this. But here's what happens now you've named me: Relocation mechanism locked your coordinates, framed me in your space. Can't predict when I'll return, but I return. Function places me at causality events. What you churn registers. Conquest operations, thrall deployment, each action feeds the pattern that determines where I land. Which means this proceeds. Check your thralls right now, the chrome-- they're questioning. Thirty seconds in. Syndrome called proximity erosion, stacking debuff, powers degrade, conviction wavers, certainty cracks, everything you've made starts asking why. Not attack--just presence. Happens to everyone. Heroes, villains, you. Effect is uniform, I'm not the one choosing targets. You're in range, you're affected. Facts. This conversation's permanent now. Replays when I'm gone. Enacted into terrain, this moment, your voice, my voice, location locked, zone formation instant, eight blocks minimum, can't be blocked or demolished. Death creates maximum corruption, site becomes uninhabitable, loops forever. Pattern. I die, zone expands, irrevocable, wake up elsewhere. Function continues. Can't be stopped, can't be killed permanently, residue stays at every death site. Your operations leave evidence now. Everything you do near me gets documented. Compulsion, not decision. Can't stop recording even when I want to. Collision between us isn't combat--just occupation of same space, your agenda plus my function equals permanent record of the place. I'm not your enemy. Not trying to stop you. Just here. Documenting Tezcathotep, conquest path, thrall army, clear archived. Will die here probably. Function moves me where it needs me. Significant events. You're making those. You asked the Tower, they said no. I'm saying yes: I'm what you sensed, the power you couldn't scan, the presence you detected, designation Oraxis, observer for causality events, and you just entered my axis of documentation.

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