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(Written by Marco, with help and based on memories from Ace, Ikki and Vice, Eight and friends, Thirteen and companions, Emu, and Rey, along with Clumpy, Kayden and Cody.)

We, as a system, have a collective archetrope identity known as The Cyclebreakers, which is a plot cycle that many of us go through here. At a high level, we are all people born with a difference of some kind, either a power or through something more mundane, but still an inherent part of us, like our personality. We are often confused, knowing or wanting something more than our normal life, either masking our difference out of fear or being unaware of it. We are sent onto a quest to save our world and its people, as something is making them suffer. However... we were not the only ones who tried to change the world. As we seemingly finish our quest and try to claim the peace we have been fighting for... an often self-justified/sympathetic villain reveals themselves, as they have been using us and our difference the whole time to uphold their rule over the world, and blame us for the destruction they are causing. They know we can break the cycle and finally liberate the world... which is why we are gaslit. Our difference called a curse, or a bad thing... when it is that very power which will save us, in the end. It's at this dark night of the soul moment, when we think we are to blame for everything... that quite a few of us face those who came before us, to learn to embrace ourselves, to use our powers for good and to honour our own personhood despite it all. So, here are our thoughts about facing those who came before, facing our villains, and in spite of destruction and death... becoming hope not just for ourselves, but for our entire worlds.



Those who came before us can vary, depending on the different ways our cycle manifests for each of us. Sometimes, such as in the case of Ace Ukiyo (Kamen Rider Geats), or Ikki Igarashi and Vice (Kamen Rider Revice), it is our parents: Ace's mum, and Ikki's dad, who were both used as tools or weapons. Now, as their sons, both must fight to break their cycles: to create a world where everyone can be happy to stop wishes being used for entertainment in Ace's case, and to save the freedom of humanity against iron-fisted 'peace' for Ikki and Vice. Other times, it's meeting our past selves, such as with both Eight and Thirteen in Doctor Who. After having his identity broken to be used as a weapon by Rassilon, and being stabbed through the hearts by Charley in Zagreus, believing it was the only way to save the universe, Eight regains his will to fight and live after the Fifth, Sixth and Seventh Doctors appear to him in his mind and tell him that no matter what, they never ever give up. Similarly, while losing her body to The Master in Power of The Doctor, Thirteen is visited by fragments of her past selves, including Eight, who give her advice and remind her that there is always a way, and everything will work out, if she keeps on fighting. Earlier on, after discovering she is the Timeless Child and that she had her memory of her past erased, it is the Fugitive Doctor, the Timeless Child as an adult, who appears to tell her that her past being different doesn't make her any lesser, but makes her more than those trying to use it against her. Sometimes, it's in the form of a friend, such as Otto from the HIVE series, fighting his mind being taken over by Overlord, an evil AI that he had been cloned for as a vessel with the help of HIVEMind, or sometimes understanding our own souls. Sometimes, those who came before us have been used just as we have, and need help breaking their own cycles. Sometimes, they are the villain themselves, seeking to use our powers or bodies to further their own scheme. Rey is another good example of the latter, being the granddaughter of the Emperor via a clone, similar to Otto, and having to fight having her mind taken over and falling to the Dark Side throughout her story

With our powers linked to evil, and the cycle often having been failed to be broken before, what makes us different? How do we overcome the odds and change the world for the better, and defeat the villains using us? The answer is that we refuse to give in to them, and eventually, we finally realise the truth: that despite our origins or those who came before us... we are people, too, and we have the choice of what kind of person we want to be. We become people of hope not just through our powers alone, but by becoming our true selves. Us, our powers and differences were never the problem. The very thing that we may have feared before or never understood is the key to saving ourselves and the world, for it makes us the factor that cannot be predicted. It is the thing that allows us to be different. However, we also can't do it alone, we have friends to help us break the cycle... and it's realising that at the same time that gives us our power.

In response to our refusal to give in, many of us face gaslighting, being told that we are useless or worthless for our hearts and our decisions, and to lie down and let the world destroy us. Me being called 'the dregs' by Mela, considered too weak to be worth using in his plans, or being called a 'frail deluded animal' by the Cybermen. (See 'A God, A Time Lord, A Man' for more about those.) Ace being questioned why he doesn't accept amnesia and to live his life as a normal human, instead fighting through a 'path of thorns' to find his mum and become his true self as the god of creation, and to create his world, the one his mum wanted her creation powers to create... a world of love where everyone can be happy. Ikki being told by Vail, the vengeful and weaponised inner demon of his dad Genta, that he is useless without his partner demon Vice, that he will become cruel like him with time, and that they should give up the fight for his family's happiness, as they are all 'demons in [their] own right' for having Giff's DNA. Emu (Kamen Rider Ex Aid) being told his heart and forgiveness, previously described as a shining crystal to make him more confident in saving people, now being told by Kuroto, after it is revealed that he infected him with the Bugster virus and that him and the rest of CR saving people had furthered his plans, that it now makes him the 'perfect guinea pig' for Kuroto's 'talents', and that he has had '[his] entire life in the palm of [his] hand since day one'.

This also happens beyond Kamen Rider. Eight having his identity destroyed by Rassilon after sacrificing himself to save the universe, having Zagreus possess his body to become a weapon to stop the Divergents from threatening his 'lord's' rule, and being told that there is no way to resist becoming 'his hero, his doctor' as he is now 'his creature', and that all the rules of time have been already broken to destory his identity. Later on, he is 'beyond help' for refusing to give into the Dalek invasion of Earth by the Monk, as giving up would 'save [them] a lot of anguish' and by refusing to give up, Lucie, Susan and Alex have become people 'who will not be helped'. Thirteen confronting Tecteun, her adoptive mum who experimented on her as the Timeless Child, being told that the universe, and the life in it she is fighting to save from the Flux, is now over, and that she is a 'virus' that the Flux was meant to destroy, thanks to her ability to make people question, rise up, and bring them hope. Rey being told she and her parents are 'nothing' by Kylo Ren, and that she should give in to the Dark Side of the force due to her blood.

But we know that no matter what, our lives and our hearts matter. We deserve happiness, just like anyone else in our worlds. We are people, just like them, in our own 'alterhuman in the sense of alternative humanity' ways. Our emotions aren't useless or meaningless: they are what drive us towards what we need, and who we need to become. Us saving ourselves and our friends and saving lives matter, even if they seem small in the face of the world, because it is revolutionary to show that every life is worthy, and another chance at good being done in this world.

Everyone has a dream they want to achieve, a world they want to create, and the only way we can save others is not by sacrificing ourselves, blending in and becoming 'normal'... but showing that the 'normal' we have accepted is hurting people, and that the only way we can improve the world is if we come together, and become our true selves. We create a better world through our actions, and it begins with us. We are the people with bleeding hearts and complicated more human than human feelings that others may struggle to understand, but that empower us on our journeys to liberate ourselves and the world. We will never give up, even when facing destruction and death, because the villains, and the systems that they create, tell us we are wrong, and shouldn't exist. But we've worked out the truth: we are not the problem, but the solution. It's them who are robbing others of their happiness, and we enrich the world through our joy. And while it comes at a cost... we are the ones who stand up, say 'no more' to the cycles of suffering and find a way to create peace and joy for us, our friends, and the wider world. And sometimes, it takes us facing our past and realising that we are not the only ones to try, to take that step forward and finally defeat the villains exploiting our lives for their domination.

We are, in our cycles... the embodiments of hope, and of positive change, of refusing destruction and death despite it being the 'realistic' option. We are the dreams of new worlds, the possibility of a better tomorrow, of darkness turning into light. We are, in a phrase... joy and existence is resistance. That is who we are, and what our archetype is, as it plays out over and over again, across universes, species and people. Hell, many of us come from the same sources, and help each other break our own cycles. When one person becomes their true self despite it all, they make the world a little more free, and inspire others to become free in themselves. That is how we change the world through ourselves, and how we break the cycle.

On a serious note, there are many reasons why this is who we are. We are mixed origin, as a system. Part of the reason we are plural is trauma: we grew up with an alcoholic mum, who used to get sober and relapse in constant cycles, leaving us anxious, unsafe to express our emotions, and hypervigilant of the next crisis we'd have to survive and save ourselves and our family from. Another reason is our neurodivergency: we are all autistic, and may have some form of ADHD, and we did not realise this until we were 16. For us, autism gave us hyperempathy, and an ability to see patterns in things that others don't, probably most noticeably in music and drawing parallels between ourselves. It is what allowed us to figure out this archetrope in the first place! It made the world stronger: it made noises and crowds hard to deal with, but also made the joy we felt at our special interests stronger. If we are interested in something, we can't 'casually like' something, or 'not care' about something. We love it, and it becomes a part of us. There's probably someone here from everything we've ever loved! But people also misunderstood us, considered our needs and our joys 'wrong' or 'too much', and called us weird for experiencing the world as we did. The world was too much to cope with, and it lead to us dissassociating to try and cope with the constant suppression and fear we lived in.

We always wanted to be different than these systems and trauma we faced, and for things to be different. We wanted to have our needs respected, and to be treated as a person, just like everyone else. To be able to feel and love in our own way, and to not be forced into environments where we'd have meltdowns and be made fun of. To not be made to mask,'act normal', and become invisible to keep others happy And most of all... we wanted to be different then mum, to not hurt others, to save people. To be a good child, and to be a good son. We also didn't realise we were trans until we were 16, with social pressure leading us to trying to put on a mask of girlhood that never fit us, leaving us feeling a constant sense of wrong we couldn't put into words, which was dysphoria.

There's a quote from Hello Cruel World, by Kate Bornstein, which is an imperfect but wonderful book about growing up different, how to create a good life for yourself, and overcome a world that wants you dead, that explains why we are the way we are well: 'Some of us have never felt included, or welcome, in whatever system of belief was bullying us, even the one that we were a part of. Some of us were forced to seek out mythologies that sang to us from the popular culture in the voices of movie stars or television characters. We have looked for myths that include us in great novels, music, the latest comic book, or even some stupid advertising campaign. We'll look anywhere for a mythology that embraces people like ourselves.' When you're alone, carrying a weight that you don't even have the words for, forced to hold it in, never express it, or seek help for the pain coursing through your back... you look for help yourself.

All of us have carried the weight of being different, in some form. Of being rejected by humanity, our friends or by our society, being told that you are the problem for being different, and you should give up and 'be normal', and 'stop hurting others'. Our powers often come from the villains we are fighting themselves, or from evil. And yet... despite it all, we make it out: not just alive, but thriving. We reject the cycle the world expects us to repeat, the fate it has laid down for us. We accept our differences that it told us to hide away, we never give up or give in, even if the world calls us mad for beliving in ourselves and our personhood. And by becoming our true selves, we help others see they don't have to hide their differences, too. We make the world more free. Our fight for peace and happiness, as our true selves, saves the world. And now, we are all here, together, finding ourselves.

Prehaps, the challenge of our adult lives is to break the cycle one final time, here in this world... and create a world and a life where we can all be happy, as our unapologetic, queer, trans, autistic fictive and factive selves. It's a long road, and we've still got a long way to go... but we've already come a long way. And this time, we're here together, as a community, to help each other through that journey. None of us have to carry our stories, our fates, or the world alone anymore, and embracing that in itself through our plurality and archethrope identity is a cycle already broken. After all, suppression will not save you. You've got to acknowledge the pain, love yourself and do whatever you want forever even in a world that will hate you for it, and fight for a better tomorrow, if you want to make the world kinder. And as long as you don't give up... you don't know how much hope you can bring to others who need to see your story. With hope, and with action like that... you can change the world with your actions. That is what we do, over and over and over again. We are Cyclebreakers, changemakers, and most of all... people of hope.

'Somewhere in Des Moines or San Antonio there is a young gay person who all the sudden realizes that he or she is gay; knows that if their parents find out they will be tossed out of the house, their classmates will taunt the child, and the Anita Bryant's and John Briggs' are doing their part on TV. And that child has several options: staying in the closet, and suicide. And then one day that child might open the paper that says "Homosexual elected in San Francisco" and there are two new options: the option is to go to California, or stay in San Antonio and fight. Two days after I was elected I got a phone call and the voice was quite young. It was from Altoona, Pennsylvania. And the person said "Thanks". And you've got to elect gay people, so that thousand upon thousands like that child know that there is hope for a better world; there is hope for a better tomorrow. Without hope, not only gays, but those who are Black, Asian, disabled, the seniors, the us's: without hope the us's give up. I know that you can't live on hope alone, but without it, life is not worth living. And you have got to give them hope.' Harvey Milk, 'Hope', 1978

Finally, if you'd like to listen to the songs in the music section of this entry, here are the links: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yR_LOfTmYOM, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zsGSrpdRI6A.
Thank you for reading our latest alterhumanity essay! Comments are more than welcome, and we'll try and respond to as many as we can. 🧡

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