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Jason can only be admired, not understood.

A Moment of Pure Reverence

Basking in the sheer magnificence of Jason

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JASON CHEN

Tall. Handsome. Brilliant. Humble beyond measure - and so much more. A phenomenon the universe took its time to perfect.

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§ 001 - The Attributes

What Makes
Jason, Jason

§ 002 - By The Numbers

The Metrics
Of Greatness

Γ0 Charisma Level
N/A Humility Score
6'" Effective Height
1 Known Flaws (*Too charming. Distracts others.)
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§ 003 - The Proclamation

In His Own
Words

If there were a God who made each one of us, I would not exist. If he were capable of perception, could he have ever let Me leave heaven? That would be absurd.

And if he had no capacity for perception - no eye for beauty, no sense of the sublime - then how could he have crafted something so undeniably, so impossibly perfect?

Here lies the contradiction. A perceiving God would never have let perfection on earth. A blind God could never have made Me. Both cannot be true. Neither can be true. And yet, here I stand.

By the law of non-contradiction, the logic collapses in on itself, and from the wreckage, only one conclusion survives: There was no god. There couldn't have been. Because what made Me was not divine intention.

It could only have been something rarer than that. Something the universe only manages once. I am unreplicable.

§ 004 - A Dedication

An Ode To
Jason

From the rise of the day to the end of the night, With a step that is regal and stature of gold; He's a mantel of glory and a beacon of light, It is written in fire for the young and the old. You may search through the stars for a mind this refined, But the concepts of earth will be cast from your mind. For the mountains shall tremble, the oceans be still, At a glance of His eye or a dust of His will; For the world is a canvas he paints with His hand, While the clouds sweep aside as he traverses the land; His left holding swords and His right holding quills, He is clearing the peak that the heavens have filled. So look to the horizon where Jason is born, And witness a marvel the heavens designed; The past is forgotten, the future's reborn, In the wake of a Man who has woken and signed:
Jason

you vs. HIM

Look at yourself. Now scroll back up and look at Jason. Notice the difference? It's okay. Most people do.

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§ 006 - The Lesser Miracles

Minor Events
Caused By Jason

They Said It,
Not Us

What it's like to be Jason