by Raven_Aelwood
I use AI to proofread, rewrite otherwise clunky dialogue and conduct research. That's All. There is a heresy among those who study the nature of prescience, and it is this: that the prophet, having seen all possible futures, has already lived them. By this reasoning, the prophet's death is not an ending but a redundancy. He has nowhere left to fall — except out.Paul Atreides died as all prophets must: consumed by the machinery of his own religion, on the steps of his own temple, having spoken the words that could not be recalled. His son accepted the Worm. The universe, as is its habit, turned its attention to the next catastrophe.Yet there persists among the Bene Gesserit a teaching they will not commit to record: that prescience, once kindled, cannot be extinguished — that awareness of such magnitude scars the substrate of reality itself, and no single death is sufficient to erase the wound.This account concerns itself with the consequences of that assertion.It asks what happens when the deepest habits of a prescient mind are deposited in flesh that has no framework for such things. On a world where men have built their gods from steel and ridden them into battle for a thousand years. Where the Butlerian lesson was never learned, because it was never needed.It is not, as some have supposed, a story about prescience. This is a story about the residue — the fatesworn thing that remains when memory and name have all been stripped away, and the organism that carries it must discover, without reference or guide, its purpose.Commissioned by Bejammin2000
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