What would they do? What would they look like?

I know they'd rant.

What would they look like? They'd vanish. Disappear.

But like in the process. Would they just slowly vanish? would there be some Heavenly Assumption? Would peices of their soul fly out in every direction? come on dudes, give me theories.

I'm fairly sure they just suddenly disappear. Maybe you'd even completely forget about their existence, and so be confused about what you were doing, and where you were, and why.

Wasn't there a source describing the zero-sum of moth priests?

They don't look like anything. The look like they never looked like anything. The zeroing of IS and IS NOT rends them from the pattern of possibility.

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I'd say they just *blip* out because they never would have existed to start with.

Also, there is, for some reason, the smell of burnt coconut.

Yes.

http://www.imperial-library.info/content/etada-eight-aedra-eat-dreamer

Interesting part is that he's unidentified. So Moon Matrix could be right and Moth Priests knowing Dreamsleeve technique picked up his spore-dream from Aether. Other wise we might not know that he even existed, this unindentified Moth Priest. Or something.

But anyways here's the answer, they evaporate.

On more interesting point in that text is this:

If i'm getting this right then text talks about Maruhkati Selectives, as Amulet of Kings can seen as mark of their success.

sp based on that: To Zero sum is to evaporate, yet based on this text Maruhkati Vaporized. Which aren't that fr away from each other.

So with daring mind one might think that Zero sum isn't total absence from pattern of universe as commonly thought. Heck it could mean methods used by Auriel and Maruhakti Selectives, Transcendence and shaping/making gods. If Sun is hot and Auriel flew to it with Sunbird then... Hmm... Do i smell boiling flesh?

Or maybe this vaporizing of Maruhkati means that they just became null, nil, nothing and that they ultimately failed and their success was just partial success (the Amulet of Kings).

I'm not going for the "winking out of existence" thing, because that's not what I think is happening. It's more like he's a bubble of oil, suspended in a glass of similarly-coloured water, and then the next moment the subject is as water, dissolves into the surrounding liquid and is absorbed without a trace. Except that the water is the abstracted fabric of the universe, and the film between oil and water exists only in a dimension which, while purely hypothetical, is still somewhat visible. Would the subject disappear from memory? Perhaps, but equally possible is that, while he is "remembered", all admit that his memory and even his physical presence were entirely illusory; this in itself poses the risk of prompting recognition of one's own immateriality.

I'd be interested in what becomes of the "potential magicka" of his soul. Is this a matter of unexistence and existence combining impossibly, as with antimatter and matter, to produce energy? Or is it simply a collapsing of the imagined boundary between self+all, thus meaning that the magicka itself upon which the subject functioned was equally nonexistent?

Remember those really old tv sets where if you turned them off they wouldn't turn off immediately but as the power dwindled the lit screen shrank first to a line, then a dot and then it was gone completely?

That's how it looks.

You see nothing. They never existed and their soul fragments back into the experiment to fuel other endeavors.
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so, the real question is, does anyone want to animate or replicate it for the ESO emote contest?

Oh my! Yesyesyes.

It is already in.

link?

Praise the ...sun?

Guys...think about it. If you did the emote you wouldn't exist nor would you ever exist. No one could witness it or remember it. Hence it is in.

Lol, not Praise the Sun lets keep that one in the Dark.

I think it'd be a good thing to do before ligging out or fast-traveling. Further, it'd introduce the average TES player to the 'intricate' lore. Basic Metaphysics.

As you cross the event horizon of the syllogism, to all observers you appear static, as if trance-locked, before you slowly faded from necessity.