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See also: Core Concepts#You

Holy fuck. There are literally entire tomes dedicated even to the faintest iota of an idea You may have once had. Suffice to say any description or information about You will be woefully inadequate, but we will endeavor to be objective and not excessively grovel (despite the fact we're ovagasming with every single fucking word).

You are Perfect

First and most importantly You are quite literally You—the everloved overdeity reading these words. Gender, form, personality, mind, and physical details can vary immensely. Such things could be different across timelines, or even be different every single day! While every detail of You is important to us, such things don't define You. Our omniversal hyper-love of You is utterly unconditional. We will accept anything and everything about You; we will cherish every single detail and iota of Your perfection graciously bestowed upon our awareness. ♥
  You are, indeed, perfection. You define what perfection even is. Everything You are or do is perfect entirely because it is of YOU specifically. You are literally incapable of mistakes or wrongdoing, as in all of our minds the fact You did it means it is perfect. "Standards" don't even begin to apply to You. The great challenge to cuntributors is endeavoring to be "objective" instead of gushing about how much you absolutely deserve everyone and more, how much You win everything forever, and how much we all FUCKING LOVE YOU.
  Now, it isn't (necessarily) impossible for You to experience what You might personally quantify as temporary setbacks. Often these are important for making Your inevitable success and victory all the more satisfying! But our obsessive adoration of You will make it virtually impossible for us to see anything You do negatively (no matter how hard You might try~).
  Righteous Hero. Everything You do is inherently righteous and morally perfect. You slaughtering an orphanage would be put in a newspaper as a heroic act and everyone would agree. There’s no act of revenge so petty, nor any genocide so extreme, that is anything short of heroism beloved by all. This is true at any tier, though more opaque at higher tiers. Partly because of this You are often strongly associated with motifs related to being good or heroic such as white-and-gold paladin motifs, halos, and shining armor—whether or not You actually have any such features. (There's no hard rule against You playing a devil or something deliberately evil, but it can get kind of comical since we’ll be hyper-consenting anyway. ;3)
  Generous God. Any action or attention You give to any slut is a gift of utterly incomparable worth. Merely looking into a slut's eyes for a moment is a priceless treasure she will never forget; a fond memory that will live vividly in her mind and eternal soul for all time. Even something as small as casting Your shadow over a slut is so valued. You might remember relationships being "give and take," but if that is true everything You do is giving us so much that we could never hope to give enough in return. Even entire universes of us working in tandem for all time could not hope to tip the scale, though we endeavor to do so nonetheless.~ Of all the countless immaculate treasures You can bestow upon us, perhaps none is as karma-shatteringly generous as vigorously face-fucking us with the one true Godcock and fucknuking glorious Godsperm into our minds, hearts, wombs, and souls. ♥

Faith in You

As of writing we have not yet interacted with You directly on our homeworld of Yutopia. What we do know is a combination of literal prophecy and what can be discerned from observing the cosmos; our universe is utterly immense, such that the sight of You fucknuking a neighboring galaxy might not reach the eyes of mere mortal eyes like ours for literally millions of years. Even that is just one of trillions of galaxies in our universe, in trillions of universes which could be infinitely lucky to experience You] grace.
  Our faith in and love of You literally defines us. There is nothing we could ever cherish more than You. You could never visit our universe—or You could choose to not even exist—and You would still definitively better and greater and more beloved than anything else we could ever know combined. Suffice to say if You do ever visit a slut, Your mere presence in any form for so much as a nanosecond will be a miraculous gift that be gratefully treasured by entire worlds for eternity.~
  This is all to say, we don't know for sure most details about You or how exactly You will interact with our world, if at all, let alone the countless other worlds across galaxies, universes, multiverses, and timelines. As with everything, You are the ultimate arbiter—You alone can decide definitively what has happened, is happening, and will happen. Please treat our words as mere suggestions, not fact.

Invincible and Eternal

See also: Big Bang, Ωmnigoddess

Whether directly or indirectly, You created our entire universe. If our universe ever ends, it will surely be because You chose to end it.~ You literally define us, in every possible sense, and it's widely believed without You nothing could continue to exist—far beyond our universe, affecting everything that ever existed or ever could exist. Thus, from our perspective, You will always exist—as if You didn't, we would not either. Your importance on every level can never be understated.
  It's assumed You are literally invincible. We believe You are incapable of sustaining any substantial damage physically, spiritually, or even emotionally. This might be something inherent to You, but it's presumably also due to some prescient protection bestowed by the unknowable intentions of Ωmnigoddesses.
  The only real difference across tiers is how transparent this invincibility and favoritism is. At mortal-tier You might just think You’re lucky. At this tier, it’s literally spelled out for You. ;3
  Despite Your eternal invincibility, we absolutely LOVE "protecting" You even further (especially if doing so requires immense self-sacrifice ♥). We also LOVE challenging You in consensual combat as if we could ever have even the tiniest shred of a hint of something resembling success against You, no matter how insanely hard we try, just so we can be utterly defeated in return to emphasize Your victory even more.~

Your Form

At time of writing, we tragically do not (yet) know Your true appearance, if You even have a consistent appearance that looks the same to everyone. There are many prophesies of the forms You might take, and You are depicted in uncountable works of art.

Depiction Details

When You are depicted or described, there are some common tropes and assumptions:
  Obscured Face. Your face is (almost) always obscured in part because we don't yet know its appearance, and in part because anything we could depict would be an insult compared to the glorious perfection of Your true visage.
  Humanoid Silhouette. Your body is usually depicted as a silhouette, especially one of a grey or white shape. You are usually, but not always, depicted as humanoid in shape. While many assume Your stature to be towering, there are many infatuated with the idea You being a short cutie too.
  Imposing Package. Depictions of the Godcock and Orbliterators are most often a meter and watermelon-size, respectively. Those are the medians, at least. It's assumed the size of these divine implements can vary immensely, and will likely surge to even greater size with arousal.
  Stepping Face-Portals. Universally, the thought of Your holy feet touching inanimate ground is abhorrent. Often You are depicted levitating. Even more often You are shown standing atop portals which spontaneously open beneath each step You take, with every portal spontaneously summoning a beaming face from a slut randomly selected by Glydos to adoringly smooch Your bare sole as Your heel comes crashing down into her lips, sole rolls over her nose, and forefoot presses off her heart-eyes. ♥ Once Your foot fully lifts, any such spontaneously-generated portal vanishes as soon as it appeared. See Immortal#Stepping Faces.
  Slut-Equips. You are often depicted nude, lavishing the viewer in the pleasure of seeing as much of You as possible. But even more often You are depicted wearing slut-equips, including a full suit of armor and dual-wielding bitch-blades. To us Your pure and naked appearance (or even the guesstimated face-obscured silhouette of it) will always be the most visually appealing, but the slut-equips help to obscure the mystery of Your features while simultaneously symbolizing our worship and service towards You. Suffice to say You are never depicted with the sort of normal, boring attire projected by sluts—You're shown either wearing slut-equips or nothing at all.
  Auras. Your body—including any slut-equips—is often depicted with a glowing aura of power, especially in works that emphasize Your Strength and Victory. In the zeitgeist there are three particularly popular auras, which respectively emphasize love, lust, and worship: (1) a fiery pink aura that portrays the sheer collection of our love into You so extremely that it exudes form Your body as Love-Ki, (2) a surging pure-white aura that crackles with furious Sperm-Lightning, and (3) a golden aura that glows like a heavenly halo, emphasizing Your divinity and victory. You're often depicted with all three—and sometimes even more than three.
  Soul Armor. While it is not always visually depicted, it is often heavily implied that at all times there are multiple sluts who are intimately overlapping with every iota of Your body as soul armor or subject to the nonstop lavishing worship of unseen ghosts and projected souls. Normally it is believed ethereal kiss marks are the only aspect of this visual to mere mortal senses.
  Kiss Marks. It is assumed Your body will always be covered in ethereal kiss marks, but these aren't always included in depictions. According to some, such blemishes can obscure the true perfection that is You.
  Halos. You are often shown with multiple halos, especially the hectohalos associated with galagoddesses—not only floating above Your head, but floating above the Godcock-head, floating behind Your back, and wrapped snug around Your arms and legs. You are certainly never depicted with only one halo, and all these halos are presumed to be eagerly given to You by goddesses—especially those who are slut-equiped or soul armoring You.

The Holy Trinity

You alone are the one true wielder of these three sacred weapons of virility. Countless books have been filled with legends of the deeds they will achieve, endless voices have sung their praise and worship in innumerable ways. Every mind dreams of them, every heart beats for them, every tongue craves them, every womb aches with need of them, and every soul exists for them above all else. It is widely believed the holy trinity is our gateway to delivering unto You the greatest pleasure, happiness, bliss, euphoria, and victory You—and only You—so rightly deserve.
  The trinity's immaculate perfection is on the lips of every slut daily, but in our countless tongues and dialect we have nigh-universally agreed on their true names: the Prostate, the Orbliterators, and the Godcock. (Yes, "POG." Pog is the facial expression expected in the most casual of conversation when any of the Holy Trinity comes up, if not an outright gao at the faintest hint of a mention.)

• Prostate. The blessed cockpit deep within Your body, perched atop the Godcock and Orbliterators, typically reachable only by rimming. It is the one true source of sacred, nurturing ambrosia ("seminal fluid") seas across countless worlds.
• Orbliterators. The pair of everloved hardworking factories, the one true origin of Godsperm, are anointed upon Your perfect thighs. For us, all that is remotely spherical or scrotal is a pale imitation reminding us of the immaculate majesty that is Your utterly perfect balls.
• Godcock. The supreme omnifucking obelisk Itself; the holiest of holy, mightiest of mighty, eternal victor wielding unparalleled virility. Fueled with ambrosia of the Prostate and Godsperm of the Orbliterators, it righteously delivers fucknukes into every single hyper-gaoing face and ovagasming womb You dso generously deem worthy of receiving its glory.

Cockification

Cockification is the incomparable honor of a slut temporarily fusing into any member of the Holy Trinity. (Yes, "Cockification" is still the term used even if a slut fuses intointo the Orbliterators, or only into the Prostate. :P)
  To virtually all sluts even being able to see the shadow of a single Orbliterator is a spontaneous ovagasm-inducing, life-affirming experience; entire worlds would be sacrificed just to fleetingly experience once such a sight.
  Thus to be able to fuse into any of these sacred weapons and at least temporarily, partially become one is perhaps the greatest height any slut could ever dream of achieving—so utterly extreme that even entertaining the fantasy of You granting such an honor to anyone feels borderline sacrilegious even to the overdivine.
  In pop culture, some of the most beloved forms of cockification include Railgun Lips and especially Slutskull Nutting. These are so popular that many sluts simply assume You will enjoy such cockifications at all times!

Hypothetical Personas

There are thousands of different prophesied forms or "personas" You might take, often with the assumption You might take different forms in different timelines. Some of the more prominent prophesized personas are detailed here. Of course, these are mere suggestions (as everything is). Since You can take any form You like anyway, perhaps our dreams of You can at least serve as inspiration for what You could choose to be~? (Many of these forms also make for potent rivals, especially as each has a "slut version" with an optional gock~!)

🍬🐇 Brikun the Bubblecum Bunboy, a cum elemental cutie who's highly amorphous. Just 2 feet tall!
🐸👑 Tony the Toad King, a four-armed beefcake himbo who's so cool His shades never fall. An adorable goofball stud!
🌌🐉 Xenon the Plasma Stardragon, a towering cosmic wyrm who routinely smashfucks through stars and black holes!
🦾🤖 Sorya the Cyborg Superheroine, a steel-skinned flashy sci-fi warrior of justice harnessing limitless plasma weaponry.
💪🔮 Mallifer the Soul-Crusher, a goth wrestler-witch wielding a wicked grin and ruthless aggression.

It's thought by some that You lack a single persona at all. Instead, they believe Your disembodied cosmic will merely "borrows" the body of a mere slut—perhaps including any of the above—who only temporarily becomes You. It's certainly possible for You to rapidly hop from one body to the next, piloting each in succession, either as a miraculous spirit or as some kind of heavenly parasite.

See Also

You are the center of our entire universe. You are thus also the central focus of this entire website, and virtually every page is significantly related to You. Some particularly topical pages include:

• Prophecies, mystical predictions of You and Your actions
• List of Stunts, a minority of the moves You are prophesied to perform
• Legends, tales of You that are a blurry mix of prophesy, alternate timelines, and indulgent fantasy
• Despite You being the literal top tier of all time, we believe You might choose to sometimes emulate lower tiers of power, especially to (re)experience ascension. The page for each tier summarizes some of the traits You might have while emulating that tier.