The Rights of Gods

I am Korluus, the Emerging, the Keeper of Relois.

Abin-Thul does not understand the god of Relois, but he is wise enough to understand the most important aspect of exercising power: the ultimate utility of good and evil. Still, he does not seem to grasp the fact that once we have ascended to a certain level of evolutionary progress, those words lose all meaning. I do not glory in evil. I transcend it.

“Good” is simply a rationalization that the weak use to justify their existence, and “evil” is nothing more than the weak whining about their failure to become strong. In this world, dominated as it is by the all pervasive forces of evolution, there are simply those who are moving forward towards perfection and those who are not. This is simply an objective observation and the moral consequences of it are absolute.

The weak, who are in reality nothing more than chaff tossed up in the evolutionary wake of the strong, are of no practical moral consequence in and of themselves. They will simply be consumed by the evolving universe. What is done with them is, perhaps, of more significance. After all, in the pursuit of perfection efficiency is paramount, and nothing must go to waste. If we fail to properly consume the weak and exploit what little usefulness each of them may possess, we are in fact sinning against the universal law.

From each according to his ability, to each according to his need. The pursuit of perfection leaves the strong ravenously hungry.