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The Nine Billion Names of Harry Dresden

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ClintACK:

--- Quote from: vultur on August 18, 2020, 12:17:23 AM ---Though he was able to defeat HWWBehind long before that... but I think HWWBehind wasn't really trying to kill Harry, and didn't do the mental attack thing. Harry was clearly able to affect him though...

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Knowing what we know now, it seems like the HWWBehind fight when he was a teenager was almost certainly a test -- to see if he really was a starborn.

Conspiracy Theorist:
Harry blew up the fuel pumps, real fire affects Outsiders.

TheCuriousFan:

--- Quote from: vultur on August 18, 2020, 12:17:23 AM ---Eh, I think (beyond the out-of-story reasons Jim wouldn't do this) Starborn are primarily about the reality/Outsiders conflict, which operates on a different level from the Heaven/Hell conflict. The Heaven/Hell conflict is about individual moral choice and good vs. evil; the reality/Outsiders conflict is about the stability of reality.

I do think Harry dying and coming back has "activated" his Starborn potential somehow. In WN he needed Lash's help to escape Vitto Malvora's Outsider-fueled mental attack, but in CD he can stand up to HWWBefore directly in mental combat.

Though he was able to defeat HWWBehind long before that... but I think HWWBehind wasn't really trying to kill Harry, and didn't do the mental attack thing. Harry was clearly able to affect him though...

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Also he could actually understand Sharkface's name.


--- Quote from: Ghost Story Chapter 31 ---Malice slithered up my spine and danced in spiteful shivers over the back of my neck. I could sense the thing’s hostility—not the mindless anger of a fellow boy I’d needled beyond self-restraint, or Justin’s cold, logical rage. This was something different, something vaster, more timeless, and deeper than any ocean. It was a poisonous hate, something so ancient, so vile, that it could almost kill without any other action or being to support it, a hate so old and so virulent that it had curdled and congealed over its surface into a stinking, staggering contempt.

This thing wanted to destroy me. It wanted to hurt me. It wanted to enjoy the process. And nothing I said, nothing I did, would ever, ever change that. I was something to be eradicated, preferably in some amusing fashion. It had no mercy. It had no fear. And it was old, old beyond my ability to comprehend. It was patient. And if I proved too disappointing to it, I would only break through the veneer of that contempt—and what lay beneath would dissolve me like the deadliest acid. I felt . . . stained, simply by feeling its presence, stained as if it had left some hideous imprint or mark upon me, one that could not be wiped away.

And then it was behind me, so close it could almost touch, its outline towering over me, huge and horrible.

And it leaned down. A forked tongue slithered out from between its horrible shark-chain-saw teeth, and it whispered, in a perfectly low, calm, British accent, “What you have just sensed is as close as your mind can come to encompassing my name. How do you do?”

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vs

--- Quote from: Cold Days Chapter 43 ---And then an enormous swirling form emerged from the clouds overhead—a face, but only in the broadest, roughest terms, like something a child would make from clay. Lightning burned far back in its eyes, and it spoke in the voice of gale winds.

I AM GATEBREAKER, HARBINGER!

I AM FEARGIVER, HOPESLAYER!

I AM HE-WHO-WALKS-BEFORE!

For a second, I just stood there, staring up at the sky, shocked.

Hell’s bells.

It worked.

The thing spoke, and as it did, I knew, I knew what it was, as if I’d been given a snapshot of its core identity, its quintessential self.

For one second, no more than that, I understood it, what it was doing, what it wanted, what it planned and . . .

And then that moment was past, the knowledge vanished the way it had come—except for one thing. Somehow, I’d held on to a few crumbling fragments of insight.
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As for HWWB, that was a pretty clear test, he basically went down a list of ways to goad Harry into fighting him in clinical fashion and then stood there and took the hit even when Harry warned him about it.

Mira:


   Will have to go back and look, but wasn't that about the time that Harry hit back hard with a kick ass wizard vision of himself with his power rooted both in the earth and in Heaven?

Eleyctra:
What about that girl Lydia with the prophetic vision Cassandra's Tears from Grave Peril? She gave Harry a vision that by now we know implies the kickoff to the BAT (there's even confirmation by Jim she helps kick it off. Though I'm not sure where it is...)


--- Quote ---Chapter 4

"Fire," she whispered. "Wind. I see dark things and a dark war. I see my death coming for me, out of the spirit world. And I see you at the middle of it all. You're the beginning, the end of it. You're the one who can make the path go different ways."

"That's your vision? Iowa has less corn."

She turned her face away. "I see what I see."
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How much do you guys think that plays into the theory?

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