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Nyktomorphia — The Apotheosis of Edward Nygma
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Published: 2020-12-26 23:49:16 +0000 UTC; Views: 1105; Favourites: 19; Downloads: 0
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Based on a strange dream I had a few months ago. I was the Riddler - Edward Nygma, the Batman villain - trying to stay in-character in his own semi-lucid dream.
The plot of the dream was, there was a bomb threat at a Myst convention and the Riddler was like “this sounds like a job for ME” and went to work trying to crack the case before anyone else in his own antiheroic way - identifying the bombers’ spokesperson and extorting her into compliance, then wandering around the facility looking for and defusing the bombs while everyone else was panicking.
The Riddler had three aspects to his character I guess? The God in the Sky, the Man on the Street, and the Strange Mind (well, the “Strange Mind, [adjective noun]” but I can’t truly remember the second half - “Strange Mind, Dark Heart” is how I’ve filled in the memory). My consciousness was divided between them in a way that's difficult to describe when awake. All of them were the Riddler, but they knew and understood different things; and I was all three aspects, separately and simultaneously; and I was the Riddler, and which of my selves I was from moment to moment was within my control.
- The Man on the Street was a hardboiled noir PI who actually has moral values like protecting innocents somewhere in the back of his head when his love of solving mysteries isn’t distracting him from them.
- The God in the Sky was a grandiose cackling egomaniac who knows he’s the smartest in every room and can concoct byzantine schemes without even thinking about it. Being him was useful and dangerous. I think he was also loosely aware that he controlled the dream, and continuously manifested in the sky, even when I wasn't him.
- The Strange Mind, Dark Heart was a nebulous transitional concept linking the other two, representing being so absorbed in a puzzle that the rest of the world just becomes literally immaterial and lateral thinking and symbology run rampant without any connection to reality.
I’m not even really a particular fan of the Riddler, so why I was dreaming about the Trinitarian Apotheosis of Edward Nygma is a complete mystery to me (appropriately enough), but it’s definitely the sort of story I love to read, and it felt strangely important when I woke up.
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