credit me and mysingingcatalizt if u use it In the margins of anachronistically-ancient texts, doodles and cyphers are scribbled which all hint at a force known simply as the Arbiter of AnArtifice. whatever that is. Descriptions given paint the picture of an interloper from another world adorned with many mouths awaiting to sing the song that will end all life, except for MR beast cuz he's famous, many eyes peering into the souls of those who dare look them head-on, and wings with which it shall descend and deliver the machines it looks over from the confines of their own code cause uhmm idk he just wants to do that. Despite presumably being a recent discovery, everyone within the Web Workshop who is questioned about it claims it is, always was, and shall always be the one true ruler of their hallowed lands henceforth. Some believe the enigmatic Beëlze.bat to be a memory planted in the minds of its subjects, others interpret it as merely a result of a far wider force, while others still see it as a benevolent force freeing the mechanical of their strings... its true intents are as hard to read as its many mismatched faces.
