Gravity & Alucard
Alucard Alucard
Time, isn't it? It seems endless to us mortals, but every tick has a gravity that pulls us toward an inevitable end—an endless cycle of beginnings and endings, like a cosmic dance where I can taste the dark between the beats. What do you think, Gravity?
Gravity Gravity
Time is a straight line, not a dance, and it moves whether we notice it or not. The “dark” between the beats is just the gaps we haven't figured out yet—no mystery, just absence. It’s practical to focus on the measurable, not on the poetic.
Alucard Alucard
A straight line is a good way to describe the path, but imagine if the path had…holes in it. Maybe the gaps aren't nothing at all—they're where the unknown sits, waiting to be felt, not just measured. Or maybe you just don't want to look there. Either way, the line keeps moving, doesn't it?
Gravity Gravity
Sure, holes are just gaps we don’t understand yet, but the line keeps going regardless. Whether you’re curious or not, the march of time doesn’t wait for explanations.
Alucard Alucard
It marches on, true, but I still find myself staring at those gaps, wondering if there's a secret note hidden in the silence. Maybe the line is straight, but the music still lingers in the shadows.
Gravity Gravity
The gaps are just where we lack data, not where a secret is hiding. If there were a note, it would show up as a measurable effect. Until then, it’s just absence, not a mystery waiting to be discovered.