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  • A supervillain.
  • Hypnos is a luxury bed company founded in 1847 in Megara, Diadochia. The company's name means sleep in Greek. Hypnos is well known for its manufacture of handmade beds and mattresses using only natural materials like cotton, horsehair, wool and flax, instead of foam. The company is still a family-owned business. The company has served as the official bedding supplier of Diadochia’s imperial court since 1852.
  • Hypnos is one of the second wave of OceanMasters hired by Three Rings. Image:Stub.pngArr! This article be a stub. Ye can help YPPedia by [ expanding it].
  • Hypnos är en modern behandlingsmetod från planeten Jorden. Under 1997 använde Doktor James MacKenzie hypnos på Kapten Samantha Carter för få henne att minnas exakt vad som hände på Oannes. (SG1: "Fire and Water") Under 2006 använde Doktor Kate Heightmeyer hypnos på Lastlight när han trodde han var en människa. Efter Atlantis Expeditionen hade sagt till honom att han led av minnesförlust efter ett möte med Wraith. Heightmeyer använde hypnosen på honom för att försöka om hans minnen kom tillbaka. (ATL: "Michael")
  • Hypnos è il dio del Sonno, fratello gemello di Thanatos, dio della morte. Nei manga Hypnos ha una stella di David sulla fronte, mentre nei cartoni, per evitare polemiche religiose, ha invece un pentacolo che è dorato nella serie classica e viola nella serie non canonica di Lost Canvas.
  • Hypnos is the Greek god of sleep. It is speculated that he is an Elder God, as he appears in the story "Hypnos". He appears as a youthful man with a bearded face, "immense, sunken and widely luminous eyes", and a crown of poppies. This article is a stub. You can help the My English Wiki by [ expanding it].
  • thumb|330px|Interior de Hypnos Hypnos es el nombre de una organización ficticia de Digimon Tamers.
  • Hypnos is god of dreams. Various characters are involved in one way or the other with this being, and he is a central support to many of the game's villains. Mayutsusa's essence was transported to Dream world through his intervention, along with severeal hundred other powerful Youkai.
  • Categoría:PersonajesHypnos (ヒュプノス, Hyupunosu) es una de las deidades antagonistas que aparecen en el universo del manga de Saint Seiya, escrito por Masami Kurumada, y más tarde adaptado a anime. Fue creado por Kurumada basado en el personaje mitológico del mismo nombre. Entre sus funciones, Hypnos tiene no solamente la tarea de cuidar el cuerpo mitológico del rey del inframundo, sino que junto a su hermano, asumen el papel de aconsejar a Hades durante la guerra santa contra Atenea.
  • Hypnos (meaning "sleep") is the Greek god of sleep. He is the son of Nyx and Erebus. His Roman counterpart is Somnus.
  • Hypnos (ヒュプノス Hyupunosu) is an artificial intelligence which was invented by Tenjuro Banno. It helped Banno and Krim Steinbelt create the cores of the Roidmudes. When Roidmudes rebelled, he was destroyed alongside Banno and Krim, but later repaired by Harley Hendrickson.
  • Hypnos is a temporarily evil organization in Digimon Tamers, and the first main villains of the show. The headquarters are located in Shinjuku, Tokyo, where many sightings of Digimon have been confirmed.
  • Hypnos war eines der Programme von Mitsuo Yamaki, durch die wilde Digimon gelöscht werden sollten. Es wurde von Onodera Megumi und Ootori Reika bedient und funktionierte anfangs recht gut, doch als die Digimon, die sich materialisierten immer stärker und die zu löschenden Datenmengen damit größer wurden, reichte Hypnos nicht mehr aus und so wurde es schließlich durch Shaggai erweitert. Bild:Hypnos_2.jpg|Das Gebäude, in dem sich Hypnos befindet Bild:Hypnos_3.jpg|Hypnos in Aktion Bild:DT_7.jpg|Guilmon soll von Hypnos gelöscht werden Kategorie:Programme
  • C'est une martre des pins, surnommée 'l'empereur aux yeux fous'. En effet, il a le pouvoir d'hypnotiser presque toutes les créatures. Il est l'empereur de l'île de Sampêtra. Il est habillé élégament, avec un turban et une toge de soie, et porte un poignard. Il a coupé tous les arbres de l'île, et rien n'y pousse plus. Il dirige une armée de rats-tridents, et de lézards instructeurs. Il oblige tous les marins à lui verser un tribut en échange du droit d'accoster sur l'île, et de se fournir en bois. Il a une courronne, et attend pour y placer les Perles de Loubia. Cependant, il sera tué par Martéo.
  • Hypnos (ヒュプノス Hyupunosu?) is a movie that according to Mugino Shizuri has the audience strapped on to the seat for twenty-four hours straight. According to Kinuhata Saiai it is not just a simple movie but an experimental visual experience that works in the visions one sees when they are woozy sleep deprivation. Its name is derived from the Greek mythological personification of sleep.
  • Hypnos (ヒュプノス Hyupunosu?) is the god of death who served as the general of the Ratio army in Tales of Innocence. His reincarnation is Ricardo Soldato.
  • Hypnos is the personification of sleep in Greek mythology, son of Nyx and brother to Moros and Thanatos. He lives in a cave with the entrance dotted by narcotic flowers. Hypnos is often depicted as a young man wrapped in poppy stock, a horn in his hand, and sometimes wings on his head.
  • Hypnos es un dispositivo de espionaje comúnmente usado y asociado a la organización espía Spyral. Sirve para nublar la mente de los oponentes, escapar de cualquier tipo de detección electrónica y para ver la realidad como el elaborado engaño que es.
  • In Greek mythology, Hypnos (Ὕπνος, "sleep") was the personification of sleep; the Roman equivalent was known as Somnus. His twin was Thanatos (Θάνατος, "death"); their mother was the primordial goddess Nyx (Νύξ, "night"). His palace was a dark cave where the sun never shines. At the entrance were a number of poppies and other hypnogogic plants.
  • Hypnos (1922)by H. P. Lovecraft Story copied from the Wikisource. Apropos of sleep, that sinister adventure of all our nights, we may say that men go to bed daily with an audacity that would be incomprehensible if we did not know that it is the result of ignorance of the danger. -Baudelaire
  • Hypnos's original purpose was to monitor the electronic communications of half the Earth as a SIGINT system for the Japanese government. Because of the legal issues of violating privacy, Hypnos was kept secret from the public just as its real life counterpart project, ECHELON. However, Hypnos discovered Digimon (termed "Wild Ones") who entered the real world. As a result, the agency's new objective is to detect Digimon when they Bio-Emerge in the real world and to prevent it if possible. If a Digimon does manage to cross over, Hypnos would try to capture the Wild One and study it. Another function of the agency is to prevent media leaks about Digimon, as well as cover up incidents (such as creating cover stories) that involve Digimon. Apparently Mitsuo Yamaki, the head of Hypnos, had an ag
  • In Greek mythology, Hypnos (/ˈhɪpnɒs/; Greek: Ὕπνος, "sleep" was the personification of sleep and the twin brother of Thanatos. His Roman equivalent is Somnus. According to Hesiod's Theogony, Hypnos lived in a cave, whose mansion does not see the rising, nor the setting sun, nor does it see the "lightsome noon." At the entrance were a number of poppies and other hypnotic plants. His dwelling had no door or gate so that he might not be awakened by the creaking of hinges. The river Lethe, in the underworld, flowed through his cave. This river is known as the river of forgetfulness.
  • The main variation between this Tyrant and other models was the inclusion in its genetic makeup of the Hypnos gene, a modified genetic strand that, when implanted into an organism, would kill the weaker cells through natural selection, leaving only the best to keep the organism ongoing and encouraging the reproduction of the better cells. This gene was created by Sheena Island Umbrella scientist Doctor Klein.
  • Hypnus was depicted as a young man with wings on his shoulders or brow. His attributes included either a horn of sleep-inducing opium, a poppy-stem, a branch dripping water from the river Lethe (Forgetfulness), or an inverted torch. He has a horn of sleep-inducing opium which he uses to lull both mortals and gods to sleep. In dreams, he opens two gates that the Oneiroi use to get through to the minds of people. The Gate of Horn provides prophetic dreams, while the dreams of the Gate of Ivory are misleading and deceptive. But the dreams each person gets depends on the individual.
  • May the merciful gods, if indeed there be such, guard those hours when no power of the will, or drug that the cunning of man devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep. Death is merciful, for there is no return therefrom, but with him who has come back out of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard and knowing, peace rests nevermore. Fool that I was to plunge with such unsanctioned frensy into mysteries no man was meant to penetrate; fool or god that he was - my only friend, who led me and went before me, and who in the end passed into terrors which may yet be mine!
  • The Greek god Hypnos (眠りを司る神 ヒュプノス, Nemuri wo Tsukasadoru Kami Hyupunosu, lit. meaning "God who rules over Sleep") is one of the antagonist deities featured in the universe of the Manga Saint Seiya, authored by Masami Kurumada, and later adapted to Anime. He was created by Kurumada based on the mythologic persona of the same name. Kurumada introduced Hypnos in the final parts of the Hades.
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Level
  • 31
  • 38
  • 41
  • 48
  • 51
Season
CP
  • 40
drop2c
  • capture
drop2d
  • Hypnos Fragment
MDefense
  • 70
  • 83
  • 88
  • 90
drop2b
  • Darkfiend Talon
MAttack
  • 67
  • 78
  • 83
  • 95
drop1b
  • Horn
drop1a
  • Homunculus Hide
Horde
  • pirates
drop1d
  • Greaves
drop1c
  • capture
drop2a
  • Homunculus Talon
dcterms:subject
Especie
  • Dio
Battle Start
  • All things come to the... Zzz
Paralyze
  • y
Pantheon
  • Greek
Armadura
Soldiers
  • 3700
  • 3885
  • 4070
Curse
  • n
MATK
  • 46
skill lv
  • All enemies can't move for 3 turn / 10% chance
  • All enemies can't move for 3 turn / 15% chance
Blackout
  • y
Español
Seiyū
  • Tomohiro Tsuboi
Hit
  • 89
pc value
  • 727.0
Boss
  • -
DEX
  • 20
  • 21
  • 26
  • 27
Sobrenombre
  • Colui che governa il sonno
silence
  • y
cloth
Agi
  • 10
Habilidad
Rango
  • Comandante in seconda
lastepisode
  • Drama CD: Drive Saga -Story of Kamen Rider Mach's Dream-
Aparece en
  • Manga, Anime y Videojuego
firstepisode
procs
  • 1
Poison
  • n
str
  • 8
  • 24
  • 29
  • 30
  • 35
LUC
  • 7
Greek/Roman form
  • Somnus
Anime
ATK
  • 4100
  • 4305
  • 4510
friendship max
  • I wanna share in
  • your happy dreams. Zzz
art 2 br
  • 43
  • 58
  • 71
LCK
  • 24
  • 29
  • 30
  • 38
MDEF
  • 49
PATK
  • 118
art 3 br
  • 17
  • 31
  • 45
Agl
  • 27
  • 32
  • 33
  • 38
friendship event
  • Hmm? Huh? What?
  • Married life is so fun
  • Oh, my husband
  • Oh, was just a dream... zzz
battle end
  • Now for the eternal sleep...
Afiliación
MGC
  • 19
Rarity
  • SR
Japonés
login
  • Already? Just... 5 min...
  • No, 5 years... Zzz
art 1 br
  • 5
  • 20
  • 34
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End
  • 8
Voice
  • Issei Futamata
  • Tomohiro Tsuboi
Appearances
  • The House of Hades
  • The Last Olympian
  • The Lost Hero
Goals
  • Destroy the D-Reaper
  • Capture any Digimon that emerges in the Real World and prevent others from entering
Nombre
  • Hypnos
  • Hypnos, el Dios que gobierna el Sueño
Element
  • Dark
Origin
Familia
Weapon
  • Scythes
  • Ses yeux/sabre/autres
Status
numberofepisodes
  • 1
Affiliation
Game
loc
  • Mojcado Castle
  • Blackdale
Name
  • Hypnos
MP
  • 291
Type
  • Dark
Value
  • 640.0
Traits
  • None
Romaji
  • Nemuri wo tsukasadoru Kami Hyupunosu
Caption
  • A captured Hypnos can be sold at a high price and is best used for pizza.
First
  • "Hypnos (short story)"
Segno zodiacale
  • Gemelli
abreviation
  • None
Data di nascita
  • 13
Técnicas
Tipo de Armadura
Guardián de
Dios
Dogma
Nombre de la armadura
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Author
  • H. P. Lovecraft
Character Name
  • Oublaz
Manga
meet
  • Can't eat anymore... Zzz
  • Hypnos. Goddess of Sleeeep
Statut
  • Empereur aux Yeux Fous de Sampêtra et des pirates en général
Foundation
  • Unknown
Created by
Weight
  • 88.0
Alias
  • God of Sleep
  • Son of Erebus
  • Son of Nyx
Kanji
  • 眠りを司る神 ヒュプノス
  • 眠りを司る神 ヒュプノス
Rōmaji
  • Nemuri wo tsukasadoru kami Hyupunosu
Height
  • 192.0
Species
Peso
  • 88.0
Title
  • Hypnos
Commanders
DEF
  • 3950
  • 4147
  • 4345
Weapons
  • Unknown
Skill
  • Deep Sleep
  • Dormina Quikka Western Blow Flurry Stab Dark Slumber
  • Mudora Dormina Makafuji
Rank
  • God Of Sleep
Class
Description
  • Goddess of Sleep
  • Can sleep soundly standing, swimming, or even in space
Color
  • background:#ff8080
TAB
  • Galería
  • Enfrentamientos
  • Artículo Principal
HQ
  • The Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building in Shinjuku, Tokyo
Altura
  • 192
  • 192.0
Cost
  • 43
  • 52
  • 57
split
  • Platter Fragment
  • Darkfiend Bone
  • Darkfiend Rawhide
  • Vase Fragment
friendship
  • And g'night... Zzz...
  • Oh. good morning!
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Japanese
  • Hiroaki Hirata
Home
Affiliations
SP
  • 1060
  • 1280
  • 1460
  • 1880
Notes
  • Written March 1922. Published May 1923 in The National Amateur, Vol. 45, No. 5, pages 1-3.
int
  • 16
Imagen
  • Anime=300px
  • Hypnos.png
Homeworld
Attacks
  • Drowsiness Eterna
  • Encounter another Field
Occupation
  • Ratio General
Family
HP
  • 228
  • 914
  • 1140
  • 1230
  • 1440
Subtype
  • Normal
Order
  • Night
Fullname
  • Hypnos
Gender
  • Male
  • Mâle
  • N/A
Affilation
Race
  • Deity
  • Night
  • Homunculus
Art
  • Self-Destruct
  • Spinning Lariat
  • Arm Spear
Death
  • Tué par le serpent gardant son trésor à la fin de son combat contre Martéo
Locations
  • BlackdaleMojcado Castle
Género
  • Maschio
Effect
  • Black Out
Birth
  • --06-13
Designer
Size
  • 300
Agents
NOA
  • 1
AVD
  • 91
BDEF
  • 118
restype
  • hypnos
Vit
  • 25
  • 30
  • 31
  • 36
casts
Videojuego
PSRN
  • Calm
Hermanos
split 3 note
  • 10.0
magdrop
  • Soft Homunculus Hide
  • Sharp Homunculus Horn
split 1 note
  • 40.0
split 4 note
  • 10.0
split 2 note
  • 40.0
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  • A supervillain.
  • Hypnos is a luxury bed company founded in 1847 in Megara, Diadochia. The company's name means sleep in Greek. Hypnos is well known for its manufacture of handmade beds and mattresses using only natural materials like cotton, horsehair, wool and flax, instead of foam. The company is still a family-owned business. The company has served as the official bedding supplier of Diadochia’s imperial court since 1852.
  • Hypnus was depicted as a young man with wings on his shoulders or brow. His attributes included either a horn of sleep-inducing opium, a poppy-stem, a branch dripping water from the river Lethe (Forgetfulness), or an inverted torch. He has a horn of sleep-inducing opium which he uses to lull both mortals and gods to sleep. In dreams, he opens two gates that the Oneiroi use to get through to the minds of people. The Gate of Horn provides prophetic dreams, while the dreams of the Gate of Ivory are misleading and deceptive. But the dreams each person gets depends on the individual. Hypnus is the father of the Oneiroi gods of dreams who are led by Morpheus.
  • Hypnos's original purpose was to monitor the electronic communications of half the Earth as a SIGINT system for the Japanese government. Because of the legal issues of violating privacy, Hypnos was kept secret from the public just as its real life counterpart project, ECHELON. However, Hypnos discovered Digimon (termed "Wild Ones") who entered the real world. As a result, the agency's new objective is to detect Digimon when they Bio-Emerge in the real world and to prevent it if possible. If a Digimon does manage to cross over, Hypnos would try to capture the Wild One and study it. Another function of the agency is to prevent media leaks about Digimon, as well as cover up incidents (such as creating cover stories) that involve Digimon. Apparently Mitsuo Yamaki, the head of Hypnos, had an agenda to exterminate Digimon once and for all. However, their efforts at first prove unsuccessful. As time went on, they develop new and better methods of attacking Digimon, but these techniques are ineffective against powerful Digimon, particularly the [[Deva ()|Deva]]. In their efforts to better understand and defeat the Digimon, Hypnos recruits the computer programmers who originally made the Digimon, the Monster Makers, and attempts to use their knowledge to create a successful anti-Digimon weapon. After the Tamers enter the [[Digital World ()|Digital World]], Hypnos's objectives change: they now seek only to bring the kids home. This new realization comes after Yamaki (proven to be the only capable manager of Hypnos's systems) realizes that the Tamers need help and that Hypnos thus could be useful. Although at first successful in its endeavor, its mainframe was significantly damaged by the D-Reaper, which could only be solved by a distributed system. Eventually, their efforts allow the children and their Digimon to return to the Real World. However, the D-Reaper soon invades the Hypnos building, forcing the evacuation of technicians and stored memory banks. Hypnos is then progressively relocated further as the D-Reaper expands, but manages to maintain structure and activity. Hypnos is covertly headquartered in the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building, which also houses the Hypnos computer system, as well as several labs for research. Hypnos employs scientists, operators, and computer programmers, as well as several field agents. Also at Hypnos's disposal are unmarked black vans and helicopters, used for investigation and combating Digimon. Since Hypnos is a government agency, Yamaki reports to four officials, presumably his superiors in the Japanese government, and to the Chief Cabinet Secretary. In the aftermath of the D-Reaper incident, Hypnos is exposed to the world, and changes its procedures on how to deal with Wild One appearances. One such case is [[Locomon ()|Locomon]], whose constant driving around the city causes a massive digital field. Yamaki takes over command of the train office to attempt to redirect Locomon to the digital field and send him home. However, it is revealed that [[Parasimon ()|Parasimon]] is controlling Locomon so he could summon an infinite number of Parasimon to Earth. Luckily, the Tamers are able to stop him and avert the crisis, but not without help from Hypnos. Runaway Locomon
  • Hypnos is one of the second wave of OceanMasters hired by Three Rings. Image:Stub.pngArr! This article be a stub. Ye can help YPPedia by [ expanding it].
  • Hypnos är en modern behandlingsmetod från planeten Jorden. Under 1997 använde Doktor James MacKenzie hypnos på Kapten Samantha Carter för få henne att minnas exakt vad som hände på Oannes. (SG1: "Fire and Water") Under 2006 använde Doktor Kate Heightmeyer hypnos på Lastlight när han trodde han var en människa. Efter Atlantis Expeditionen hade sagt till honom att han led av minnesförlust efter ett möte med Wraith. Heightmeyer använde hypnosen på honom för att försöka om hans minnen kom tillbaka. (ATL: "Michael")
  • Hypnos è il dio del Sonno, fratello gemello di Thanatos, dio della morte. Nei manga Hypnos ha una stella di David sulla fronte, mentre nei cartoni, per evitare polemiche religiose, ha invece un pentacolo che è dorato nella serie classica e viola nella serie non canonica di Lost Canvas.
  • May the merciful gods, if indeed there be such, guard those hours when no power of the will, or drug that the cunning of man devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep. Death is merciful, for there is no return therefrom, but with him who has come back out of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard and knowing, peace rests nevermore. Fool that I was to plunge with such unsanctioned frensy into mysteries no man was meant to penetrate; fool or god that he was - my only friend, who led me and went before me, and who in the end passed into terrors which may yet be mine! We met, I recall, in a railway station, where he was the center of a crowd of the vulgarly curious. He was unconscious, having fallen in a kind of convulsion which imparted to his slight black-clad body a strange rigidity. I think he was then approaching forty years of age, for there were deep lines in the face, wan and hollow-cheeked, but oval and actually beautiful; and touches of gray in the thick, waving hair and small full beard which had once been of the deepest raven black. His brow was white as the marble of Pentelicus, and of a height and breadth almost god-like. I said to myself, with all the ardor of a sculptor, that this man was a faun's statue out of antique Hellas, dug from a temple's ruins and brought somehow to life in our stifling age only to feel the chill and pressure of devastating years. And when he opened his immense, sunken, and wildly luminous black eyes I knew he would be thenceforth my only friend- the only friend of one who had never possessed a friend before- for I saw that such eyes must have looked fully upon the grandeur and the terror of realms beyond normal consciousness and reality; realms which I had cherished in fancy, but vainly sought. So as I drove the crowd away I told him he must come home with me and be my teacher and leader in unfathomed mysteries, and he assented without speaking a word. Afterward I found that his voice was music- the music of deep viols and of crystalline spheres. We talked often in the night, and in the day, when I chiseled busts of him and carved miniature heads in ivory to immortalize his different expressions. Of our studies it is impossible to speak, since they held so slight a connection with anything of the world as living men conceive it. They were of that vaster and more appalling universe of dim entity and consciousness which lies deeper than matter, time, and space, and whose existence we suspect only in certain forms of sleep- those rare dreams beyond dreams which come never to common men, and but once or twice in the lifetime of imaginative men. The cosmos of our waking knowledge, born from such an universe as a bubble is born from the pipe of a jester, touches it only as such a bubble may touch its sardonic source when sucked back by the jester's whim. Men of learning suspect it little and ignore it mostly. Wise men have interpreted dreams, and the gods have laughed. One man with Oriental eyes has said that all time and space are relative, and men have laughed. But even that man with Oriental eyes has done no more than suspect. I had wished and tried to do more than suspect, and my friend had tried and partly succeeded. Then we both tried together, and with exotic drugs courted terrible and forbidden dreams in the tower studio chamber of the old manor-house in hoary Kent. Among the agonies of these after days is that chief of torments- inarticulateness. What I learned and saw in those hours of impious exploration can never be told- for want of symbols or suggestions in any language. I say this because from first to last our discoveries partook only of the nature of sensations; sensations correlated with no impression which the nervous system of normal humanity is capable of receiving. They were sensations, yet within them lay unbelievable elements of time and space- things which at bottom possess no distinct and definite existence. Human utterance can best convey the general character of our experiences by calling them plungings or soarings; for in every period of revelation some part of our minds broke boldly away from all that is real and present, rushing aerially along shocking, unlighted, and fear-haunted abysses, and occasionally tearing through certain well-marked and typical obstacles describable only as viscous, uncouth clouds of vapors. In these black and bodiless flights we were sometimes alone and sometimes together. When we were together, my friend was always far ahead; I could comprehend his presence despite the absence of form by a species of pictorial memory whereby his face appeared to me, golden from a strange light and frightful with its weird beauty, its anomalously youthful cheeks, its burning eyes, its Olympian brow, and its shadowing hair and growth of beard. Of the progress of time we kept no record, for time had become to us the merest illusion. I know only that there must have been something very singular involved, since we came at length to marvel why we did not grow old. Our discourse was unholy, and always hideously ambitious - no god or demon could have aspired to discoveries and conquest like those which we planned in whispers. I shiver as I speak of them, and dare not be explicit; though I will say that my friend once wrote on paper a wish which he dared not utter with his tongue, and which made me burn the paper and look affrightedly out of the window at the spangled night sky. I will hint- only hint- that he had designs which involved the rulership of the visible universe and more; designs whereby the earth and the stars would move at his command, and the destinies of all living things be his. I affirm- I swear- that I had no share in these extreme aspirations. Anything my friend may have said or written to the contrary must be erroneous, for I am no man of strength to risk the unmentionable spheres by which alone one might achieve success. There was a night when winds from unknown spaces whirled us irresistibly into limitless vacum beyond all thought and entity. Perceptions of the most maddeningly untransmissible sort thronged upon us; perceptions of infinity which at the time convulsed us with joy, yet which are now partly lost to my memory and partly incapable of presentation to others. Viscous obstacles were clawed through in rapid succession, and at length I felt that we had been borne to realms of greater remoteness than any we had previously known. My friend was vastly in advance as we plunged into this awesome ocean of virgin aether, and I could see the sinister exultation on his floating, luminous, too-youthful memory-face. Suddenly that face became dim and quickly disappeared, and in a brief space I found myself projected against an obstacle which I could not penetrate. It was like the others, yet incalculably denser; a sticky clammy mass, if such terms can be applied to analogous qualities in a non-material sphere. I had, I felt, been halted by a barrier which my friend and leader had successfully passed. Struggling anew, I came to the end of the drug-dream and opened my physical eyes to the tower studio in whose opposite corner reclined the pallid and still unconscious form of my fellow dreamer, weirdly haggard and wildly beautiful as the moon shed gold-green light on his marble features. Then, after a short interval, the form in the corner stirred; and may pitying heaven keep from my sight and sound another thing like that which took place before me. I cannot tell you how he shrieked, or what vistas of unvisitable hells gleamed for a second in black eyes crazed with fright. I can only say that I fainted, and did not stir till he himself recovered and shook me in his frensy for someone to keep away the horror and desolation. That was the end of our voluntary searchings in the caverns of dream. Awed, shaken, and portentous, my friend who had been beyond the barrier warned me that we must never venture within those realms again. What he had seen, he dared not tell me; but he said from his wisdom that we must sleep as little as possible, even if drugs were necessary to keep us awake. That he was right, I soon learned from the unutterable fear which engulfed me whenever consciousness lapsed. After each short and inevitable sleep I seemed older, whilst my friend aged with a rapidity almost shocking. It is hideous to see wrinkles form and hair whiten almost before one's eyes. Our mode of life was now totally altered. Heretofore a recluse so far as I know- his true name and origin never having passed his lips- my friend now became frantic in his fear of solitude. At night he would not be alone, nor would the company of a few persons calm him. His sole relief was obtained in revelry of the most general and boisterous sort; so that few assemblies of the young and gay were unknown to us. Our appearance and age seemed to excite in most cases a ridicule which I keenly resented, but which my friend considered a lesser evil than solitude. Especially was he afraid to be out of doors alone when the stars were shining, and if forced to this condition he would often glance furtively at the sky as if hunted by some monstrous thing therein. He did not always glance at the same place in the sky- it seemed to be a different place at different times. On spring evenings it would be low in the northeast. In the summer it would be nearly overhead. In the autumn it would be in the northwest. In winter it would be in the east, but mostly if in the small hours of morning. Midwinter evenings seemed least dreadful to him. Only after two years did I connect this fear with anything in particular; but then I began to see that he must be looking at a special spot on the celestial vault whose position at different times corresponded to the direction of his glance- a spot roughly marked by the constellation Corona Borealis. We now had a studio in London, never separating, but never discussing the days when we had sought to plumb the mysteries of the unreal world. We were aged and weak from our drugs, dissipations, and nervous overstrain, and the thinning hair and beard of my friend had become snow-white. Our freedom from long sleep was surprising, for seldom did we succumb more than an hour or two at a time to the shadow which had now grown so frightful a menace. Then came one January of fog and rain, when money ran low and drugs were hard to buy. My statues and ivory heads were all sold, and I had no means to purchase new materials, or energy to fashion them even had I possessed them. We suffered terribly, and on a certain night my friend sank into a deep-breathing sleep from which I could not awaken him. I can recall the scene now- the desolate, pitch-black garret studio under the eaves with the rain beating down; the ticking of our lone clock; the fancied ticking of our watches as they rested on the dressing-table; the creaking of some swaying shutter in a remote part of the house; certain distant city noises muffled by fog and space; and, worst of all, the deep, steady, sinister breathing of my friend on the couch- a rhythmical breathing which seemed to measure moments of supernal fear and agony for his spirit as it wandered in spheres forbidden, unimagined, and hideously remote. The tension of my vigil became oppressive, and a wild train of trivial impressions and associations thronged through my almost unhinged mind. I heard a clock strike somewhere- not ours, for that was not a striking clock- and my morbid fancy found in this a new starting-point for idle wanderings. Clocks- time- space- infinity- and then my fancy reverted to the locale as I reflected that even now, beyond the roof and the fog and the rain and the atmosphere, Corona Borealis was rising in the northeast. Corona Borealis, which my friend had appeared to dread, and whose scintillant semicircle of stars must even now be glowing unseen through the measureless abysses of aether. All at once my feverishly sensitive ears seemed to detect a new and wholly distinct component in the soft medley of drug-magnified sounds- a low and damnably insistent whine from very far away; droning, clamoring, mocking, calling, from the northeast. But it was not that distant whine which robbed me of my faculties and set upon my soul such a seal of fright as may never in life be removed; not that which drew the shrieks and excited the convulsions which caused lodgers and police to break down the door. It was not what I heard, but what I saw; for in that dark, locked, shuttered, and curtained room there appeared from the black northeast corner a shaft of horrible red-gold light- a shaft which bore with it no glow to disperse the darkness, but which streamed only upon the recumbent head of the troubled sleeper, bringing out in hideous duplication the luminous and strangely youthful memory-face as I had known it in dreams of abysmal space and unshackled time, when my friend had pushed behind the barrier to those secret, innermost and forbidden caverns of nightmare. And as I looked, I beheld the head rise, the black, liquid, and deep-sunken eyes open in terror, and the thin, shadowed lips part as if for a scream too frightful to be uttered. There dwelt in that ghastly and flexible face, as it shone bodiless, luminous, and rejuvenated in the blackness, more of stark, teeming, brain-shattering fear than all the rest of heaven and earth has ever revealed to me. No word was spoken amidst the distant sound that grew nearer and nearer, but as I followed the memory-face's mad stare along that cursed shaft of light to its source, the source whence also the whining came, I, too, saw for an instant what it saw, and fell with ringing ears in that fit of shrieking epilepsy which brought the lodgers and the police. Never could I tell, try as I might, what it actually was that I saw; nor could the still face tell, for although it must have seen more than I did, it will never speak again. But always I shall guard against the mocking and insatiate Hypnos, lord of sleep, against the night sky, and against the mad ambitions of knowledge and philosophy. Just what happened is unknown, for not only was my own mind unseated by the strange and hideous thing, but others were tainted with a forgetfulness which can mean nothing if not madness. They have said, I know not for what reason, that I never had a friend; but that art, philosophy, and insanity had filled all my tragic life. The lodgers and police on that night soothed me, and the doctor administered something to quiet me, nor did anyone see what a nightmare event had taken place. My stricken friend moved them to no pity, but what they found on the couch in the studio made them give me a praise which sickened me, and now a fame which I spurn in despair as I sit for hours, bald, gray-bearded, shriveled, palsied, drug-crazed, and broken, adoring and praying to the object they found. For they deny that I sold the last of my statuary, and point with ecstasy at the thing which the shining shaft of light left cold, petrified, and unvocal. It is all that remains of my friend; the friend who led me on to madness and wreckage; a godlike head of such marble as only old Hellas could yield, young with the youth that is outside time, and with beauteous bearded face, curved, smiling lips, Olympian brow, and dense locks waving and poppy-crowned. They say that that haunting memory-face is modeled from my own, as it was at twenty-five; but upon the marble base is carven a single name in the letters of Attica - HYPNOS.
  • Hypnos is the Greek god of sleep. It is speculated that he is an Elder God, as he appears in the story "Hypnos". He appears as a youthful man with a bearded face, "immense, sunken and widely luminous eyes", and a crown of poppies. This article is a stub. You can help the My English Wiki by [ expanding it].
  • thumb|330px|Interior de Hypnos Hypnos es el nombre de una organización ficticia de Digimon Tamers.
  • Hypnos is god of dreams. Various characters are involved in one way or the other with this being, and he is a central support to many of the game's villains. Mayutsusa's essence was transported to Dream world through his intervention, along with severeal hundred other powerful Youkai.
  • Categoría:PersonajesHypnos (ヒュプノス, Hyupunosu) es una de las deidades antagonistas que aparecen en el universo del manga de Saint Seiya, escrito por Masami Kurumada, y más tarde adaptado a anime. Fue creado por Kurumada basado en el personaje mitológico del mismo nombre. Entre sus funciones, Hypnos tiene no solamente la tarea de cuidar el cuerpo mitológico del rey del inframundo, sino que junto a su hermano, asumen el papel de aconsejar a Hades durante la guerra santa contra Atenea.
  • Hypnos (meaning "sleep") is the Greek god of sleep. He is the son of Nyx and Erebus. His Roman counterpart is Somnus.
  • Hypnos (ヒュプノス Hyupunosu) is an artificial intelligence which was invented by Tenjuro Banno. It helped Banno and Krim Steinbelt create the cores of the Roidmudes. When Roidmudes rebelled, he was destroyed alongside Banno and Krim, but later repaired by Harley Hendrickson.
  • Hypnos is a temporarily evil organization in Digimon Tamers, and the first main villains of the show. The headquarters are located in Shinjuku, Tokyo, where many sightings of Digimon have been confirmed.
  • Hypnos war eines der Programme von Mitsuo Yamaki, durch die wilde Digimon gelöscht werden sollten. Es wurde von Onodera Megumi und Ootori Reika bedient und funktionierte anfangs recht gut, doch als die Digimon, die sich materialisierten immer stärker und die zu löschenden Datenmengen damit größer wurden, reichte Hypnos nicht mehr aus und so wurde es schließlich durch Shaggai erweitert. Bild:Hypnos_2.jpg|Das Gebäude, in dem sich Hypnos befindet Bild:Hypnos_3.jpg|Hypnos in Aktion Bild:DT_7.jpg|Guilmon soll von Hypnos gelöscht werden Kategorie:Programme
  • The Greek god Hypnos (眠りを司る神 ヒュプノス, Nemuri wo Tsukasadoru Kami Hyupunosu, lit. meaning "God who rules over Sleep") is one of the antagonist deities featured in the universe of the Manga Saint Seiya, authored by Masami Kurumada, and later adapted to Anime. He was created by Kurumada based on the mythologic persona of the same name. As in Greek mythology, he is the personification of sleep and slumber, and the twin brother of Thanatos, the Greek god who personifies death and mortality. In Kurumada's mythos, although he is a subordinate of Hades, the Emperor of the Darkness and ruler of the Underworld, he is a deity with all attributes, and as his lord, he is a sworn enemy of the protector goddess of the Earth, Athena. Kurumada introduced Hypnos in the final parts of the Hades. arc of his manga, specifically in vol. 27, and his portrayal is similar to that of his Greek Mythology counterpart: Calm, calculating, and serene. Unlike his brother Thanatos, who is prone to lose his temper and act without any regard for consequences when influenced by rage, Kurumada's Hypnos remains calm and in control of himself even in the most critical situations. He is more cautious and thoughtful of strategy and consequence, never letting impudence or recklessness take over him. He is highly respectful of the authority of his lord, Hades. Hypnos spent 243 years sealed in a box marked with the Seal of Athena, and only regained his freedom after the box was opened by a curiosity-driven 3 year-old Pandora, to whom both Thanatos and Hypnos announced that the resurrection of Hades was near, and that she would serve them henceforth. Afterward, both deities bestowed on Pandora the power to rule and command Hades' personal army, the fierce 108 Demon Stars, also known as Specters. As described by the Pegasus Saint Pegasus Seiya when they first encountered, he is identical to his brother Thanatos, the only differences being Hypnos' golden eyes and hair, as opposed to Thanatos' silver. A strange looking star, identical to a Hexagram, is placed in his forehead. Kurumada designed Hypnos likeness based in classical representations of the deity in Greek sculpture and art: a beautiful young man with a wing sprouting from the left side of his head, similarly as Thanatos was represented, one of the differences between both was Thanatos's wing, that sprouted from the opposite side. As Hypnos was often depicted surrounded by wings or feathers in Greek sculpture and art, Kurumada also included this motif in his design for his rendition of Hypnos, reflecting it mostly in his Surplice. Hypnos dwelling place is the Elysion, and he spends most of his time there accompanied by scores of Nymphs, and his twin brother Thanatos, waiting to fulfill their lord Hades's bidding. In the same way as his brother Thanatos, Hypnos offered fierce opposition to the Saints of Athena, when they tried to rescue their goddess from certain death and stop Hades's Greatest Eclipse, which was meant to eradicate mankind. Hypnos' divine power allows him to induce all kinds of living beings into deep slumber, and whether his victim reawakens or sleeps for eternity depends on his whim. Before his formal introduction in the anime adaptation, he was featured in the opening of the Inferno stage of the Hades arc episodes (episode 128 and on), standing next to his brother Thanatos, and overshadowed by Hades. His full appearance in the anime adaptation occurred in 2008, in the final episodes that adapt the last two volumes of the manga, in which his participation is contained (vols. 27 and 28), 16 years after Kurumada introduced him in the manga. From episode 142 and on, his silhouette in the opening of the anime adaptation revealed his features fully.
  • Hypnos (1922)by H. P. Lovecraft Story copied from the Wikisource. Apropos of sleep, that sinister adventure of all our nights, we may say that men go to bed daily with an audacity that would be incomprehensible if we did not know that it is the result of ignorance of the danger. -Baudelaire May the merciful gods, if indeed there be such, guard those hours when no power of the will, or drug that the cunning of man devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep. Death is merciful, for there is no return there from, but with him who has come back out of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard and knowing, peace rests nevermore. Fool that I was to plunge with such unsanctioned frensy into mysteries no man was meant to penetrate; fool or god that he was - my only friend, who led me and went before me, and who in the end passed into terrors which may yet be mine! We met, I recall, in a railway station, where he was the center of a crowd of the vulgarly curious. He was unconscious, having fallen in a kind of convulsion which imparted to his slight black-clad body a strange rigidity. I think he was then approaching forty years of age, for there were deep lines in the face, wan and hollow-cheeked, but oval and actually beautiful; and touches of gray in the thick, waving hair and small full beard which had once been of the deepest raven black. His brow was white as the marble of Pentelicus, and of a height and breadth almost god-like. I said to myself, with all the ardor of a sculptor, that this man was a faun's statue out of antique Hellas, dug from a temple's ruins and brought somehow to life in our stifling age only to feel the chill and pressure of devastating years. And when he opened his immense, sunken, and wildly luminous black eyes I knew he would be thenceforth my only friend- the only friend of one who had never possessed a friend before- for I saw that such eyes must have looked fully upon the grandeur and the terror of realms beyond normal consciousness and reality; realms which I had cherished in fancy, but vainly sought. So as I drove the crowd away I told him he must come home with me and be my teacher and leader in unfathomed mysteries, and he assented without speaking a word. Afterward I found that his voice was music- the music of deep viols and of crystalline spheres. We talked often in the night, and in the day, when I chiseled busts of him and carved miniature heads in ivory to immortalize his different expressions. Of our studies it is impossible to speak, since they held so slight a connection with anything of the world as living men conceive it. They were of that vaster and more appalling universe of dim entity and consciousness which lies deeper than matter, time, and space, and whose existence we suspect only in certain forms of sleep- those rare dreams beyond dreams which come never to common men, and but once or twice in the lifetime of imaginative men. The cosmos of our waking knowledge, born from such a universe as a bubble is born from the pipe of a jester, touches it only as such a bubble may touch its sardonic source when sucked back by the jester's whim. Men of learning suspect it little and ignore it mostly. Wise men have interpreted dreams, and the gods have laughed. One man with Oriental eyes has said that all time and space are relative, and men have laughed. But even that man with Oriental eyes has done no more than suspect. I had wished and tried to do more than suspect, and my friend had tried and partly succeeded. Then we both tried together, and with exotic drugs courted terrible and forbidden dreams in the tower studio chamber of the old manor-house in hoary Kent. Among the agonies of these after days is that chief of torments- inarticulateness. What I learned and saw in those hours of impious exploration can never be told- for want of symbols or suggestions in any language. I say this because from first to last our discoveries partook only of the nature of sensations; sensations correlated with no impression which the nervous system of normal humanity is capable of receiving. They were sensations, yet within them lay unbelievable elements of time and space- things which at bottom possess no distinct and definite existence. Human utterance can best convey the general character of our experiences by calling them plungings or soarings; for in every period of revelation some part of our minds broke boldly away from all that is real and present, rushing aerially along shocking, unlighted, and fear-haunted abysses, and occasionally tearing through certain well-marked and typical obstacles describable only as viscous, uncouth clouds of vapors. In these black and bodiless flights we were sometimes alone and sometimes together. When we were together, my friend was always far ahead; I could comprehend his presence despite the absence of form by a species of pictorial memory whereby his face appeared to me, golden from a strange light and frightful with its weird beauty, its anomalously youthful cheeks, its burning eyes, its Olympian brow, and its shadowing hair and growth of beard. Of the progress of time we kept no record, for time had become to us the merest illusion. I know only that there must have been something very singular involved, since we came at length to marvel why we did not grow old. Our discourse was unholy, and always hideously ambitious - no god or demon could have aspired to discoveries and conquest like those which we planned in whispers. I shiver as I speak of them, and dare not be explicit; though I will say that my friend once wrote on paper a wish which he dared not utter with his tongue, and which made me burn the paper and look affrightedly out of the window at the spangled night sky. I will hint- only hint- that he had designs which involved the rulership of the visible universe and more; designs whereby the earth and the stars would move at his command, and the destinies of all living things be his. I affirm- I swear- that I had no share in these extreme aspirations. Anything my friend may have said or written to the contrary must be erroneous, for I am no man of strength to risk the unmentionable spheres by which alone one might achieve success. There was a night when winds from unknown spaces whirled us irresistibly into limitless vacuum beyond all thought and entity. Perceptions of the most maddeningly untransmissible sort thronged upon us; perceptions of infinity which at the time convulsed us with joy, yet which are now partly lost to my memory and partly incapable of presentation to others. Viscous obstacles were clawed through in rapid succession, and at length I felt that we had been borne to realms of greater remoteness than any we had previously known. My friend was vastly in advance as we plunged into this awesome ocean of virgin aether, and I could see the sinister exultation on his floating, luminous, too-youthful memory-face. Suddenly that face became dim and quickly disappeared, and in a brief space I found myself projected against an obstacle which I could not penetrate. It was like the others, yet incalculably denser; a sticky clammy mass, if such terms can be applied to analogous qualities in a non-material sphere. I had, I felt, been halted by a barrier which my friend and leader had successfully passed. Struggling anew, I came to the end of the drug-dream and opened my physical eyes to the tower studio in whose opposite corner reclined the pallid and still unconscious form of my fellow dreamer, weirdly haggard and wildly beautiful as the moon shed gold-green light on his marble features. Then, after a short interval, the form in the corner stirred; and may pitying heaven keep from my sight and sound another thing like that which took place before me. I cannot tell you how he shrieked, or what vistas of unvisitable hells gleamed for a second in black eyes crazed with fright. I can only say that I fainted, and did not stir till he himself recovered and shook me in his frensy for someone to keep away the horror and desolation. That was the end of our voluntary searchings in the caverns of dream. Awed, shaken, and portentous, my friend who had been beyond the barrier warned me that we must never venture within those realms again. What he had seen, he dared not tell me; but he said from his wisdom that we must sleep as little as possible, even if drugs were necessary to keep us awake. That he was right, I soon learned from the unutterable fear which engulfed me whenever consciousness lapsed. After each short and inevitable sleep I seemed older, whilst my friend aged with a rapidity almost shocking. It is hideous to see wrinkles form and hair whiten almost before one's eyes. Our mode of life was now totally altered. Heretofore a recluse so far as I know- his true name and origin never having passed his lips- my friend now became frantic in his fear of solitude. At night he would not be alone, nor would the company of a few persons calm him. His sole relief was obtained in revelry of the most general and boisterous sort; so that few assemblies of the young and gay were unknown to us. Our appearance and age seemed to excite in most cases a ridicule which I keenly resented, but which my friend considered a lesser evil than solitude. Especially was he afraid to be out of doors alone when the stars were shining, and if forced to this condition he would often glance furtively at the sky as if hunted by some monstrous thing therein. He did not always glance at the same place in the sky- it seemed to be a different place at different times. On spring evenings it would be low in the northeast. In the summer it would be nearly overhead. In the autumn it would be in the northwest. In winter it would be in the east, but mostly if in the small hours of morning. Midwinter evenings seemed least dreadful to him. Only after two years did I connect this fear with anything in particular; but then I began to see that he must be looking at a special spot on the celestial vault whose position at different times corresponded to the direction of his glance- a spot roughly marked by the constellation Corona Borealis. We now had a studio in London, never separating, but never discussing the days when we had sought to plumb the mysteries of the unreal world. We were aged and weak from our drugs, dissipations, and nervous overstrain, and the thinning hair and beard of my friend had become snow-white. Our freedom from long sleep was surprising, for seldom did we succumb more than an hour or two at a time to the shadow which had now grown so frightful a menace. Then came one January of fog and rain, when money ran low and drugs were hard to buy. My statues and ivory heads were all sold, and I had no means to purchase new materials, or energy to fashion them even had I possessed them. We suffered terribly, and on a certain night my friend sank into a deep-breathing sleep from which I could not awaken him. I can recall the scene now- the desolate, pitch-black garret studio under the eaves with the rain beating down; the ticking of our lone clock; the fancied ticking of our watches as they rested on the dressing-table; the creaking of some swaying shutter in a remote part of the house; certain distant city noises muffled by fog and space; and, worst of all, the deep, steady, sinister breathing of my friend on the couch- a rhythmical breathing which seemed to measure moments of supernal fear and agony for his spirit as it wandered in spheres forbidden, unimagined, and hideously remote. The tension of my vigil became oppressive, and a wild train of trivial impressions and associations thronged through my almost unhinged mind. I heard a clock strike somewhere- not ours, for that was not a striking clock- and my morbid fancy found in this a new starting-point for idle wanderings. Clocks- time- space- infinity- and then my fancy reverted to the locale as I reflected that even now, beyond the roof and the fog and the rain and the atmosphere, Corona Borealis was rising in the northeast. Corona Borealis, which my friend had appeared to dread, and whose scintillant semicircle of stars must even now be glowing unseen through the measureless abysses of aether. All at once my feverishly sensitive ears seemed to detect a new and wholly distinct component in the soft medley of drug-magnified sounds- a low and damnably insistent whine from very far away; droning, clamoring, mocking, calling, from the northeast. But it was not that distant whine which robbed me of my faculties and set upon my soul such a seal of fright as may never in life be removed; not that which drew the shrieks and excited the convulsions which caused lodgers and police to break down the door. It was not what I heard, but what I saw; for in that dark, locked, shuttered, and curtained room there appeared from the black northeast corner a shaft of horrible red-gold light- a shaft which bore with it no glow to disperse the darkness, but which streamed only upon the recumbent head of the troubled sleeper, bringing out in hideous duplication the luminous and strangely youthful memory-face as I had known it in dreams of abysmal space and unshackled time, when my friend had pushed behind the barrier to those secret, innermost and forbidden caverns of nightmare. And as I looked, I beheld the head rise, the black, liquid, and deep-sunken eyes open in terror, and the thin, shadowed lips part as if for a scream too frightful to be uttered. There dwelt in that ghastly and flexible face, as it shone bodiless, luminous, and rejuvenated in the blackness, more of stark, teeming, brain-shattering fear than all the rest of heaven and earth has ever revealed to me. No word was spoken amidst the distant sound that grew nearer and nearer, but as I followed the memory-face's mad stare along that cursed shaft of light to its source, the source whence also the whining came, I, too, saw for an instant what it saw, and fell with ringing ears in that fit of shrieking epilepsy which brought the lodgers and the police. Never could I tell, try as I might, what it actually was that I saw; nor could the still face tell, for although it must have seen more than I did, it will never speak again. But always I shall guard against the mocking and insatiate Hypnos, lord of sleep, against the night sky, and against the mad ambitions of knowledge and philosophy. Just what happened is unknown, for not only was my own mind unseated by the strange and hideous thing, but others were tainted with a forgetfulness which can mean nothing if not madness. They have said, I know not for what reason, that I never had a friend; but that art, philosophy, and insanity had filled all my tragic life. The lodgers and police on that night soothed me, and the doctor administered something to quiet me, nor did anyone see what a nightmare event had taken place. My stricken friend moved them to no pity, but what they found on the couch in the studio made them give me a praise which sickened me, and now a fame which I spurn in despair as I sit for hours, bald, gray-bearded, shriveled, palsied, drug-crazed, and broken, adoring and praying to the object they found. For they deny that I sold the last of my statuary, and point with ecstasy at the thing which the shining shaft of light left cold, petrified, and unvocal. It is all that remains of my friend; the friend who led me on to madness and wreckage; a godlike head of such marble as only old Hellas could yield, young with the youth that is outside time, and with beauteous bearded face, curved, smiling lips, Olympian brow, and dense locks waving and poppy-crowned. They say that that haunting memory-face is modeled from my own, as it was at twenty-five; but upon the marble base is carven a single name in the letters of Attica - HYPNOS.
  • C'est une martre des pins, surnommée 'l'empereur aux yeux fous'. En effet, il a le pouvoir d'hypnotiser presque toutes les créatures. Il est l'empereur de l'île de Sampêtra. Il est habillé élégament, avec un turban et une toge de soie, et porte un poignard. Il a coupé tous les arbres de l'île, et rien n'y pousse plus. Il dirige une armée de rats-tridents, et de lézards instructeurs. Il oblige tous les marins à lui verser un tribut en échange du droit d'accoster sur l'île, et de se fournir en bois. Il a une courronne, et attend pour y placer les Perles de Loubia. Cependant, il sera tué par Martéo.
  • In Greek mythology, Hypnos (/ˈhɪpnɒs/; Greek: Ὕπνος, "sleep" was the personification of sleep and the twin brother of Thanatos. His Roman equivalent is Somnus. According to Hesiod's Theogony, Hypnos lived in a cave, whose mansion does not see the rising, nor the setting sun, nor does it see the "lightsome noon." At the entrance were a number of poppies and other hypnotic plants. His dwelling had no door or gate so that he might not be awakened by the creaking of hinges. The river Lethe, in the underworld, flowed through his cave. This river is known as the river of forgetfulness. His wife, Pasithea, was one of the youngest of the Graces and was promised to him by Hera, who is the goddess of marriage and birth. Pasithea is the deity of hallucination or relaxation. Hypnos' three sons were known as the Oneiroi, which is Greek for "dreams." Morpheus is the Winged God of Dreams and can take human form in dreams. Phobetor is the personification of nightmares and created frightening dreams, he could take the shape of any animal including bears and tigers. Phantasos was known for creating fake dreams full of illusions. Morpheus, Phobetor, and Phantasos appeared in the dreams of kings. The Oneiroi lived in a cave at the shores of the Ocean in the West. The cave had two gates with which to send people dreams; one made from ivory and the other from buckhorn. However, before they could do their work and send out the dreams, first Hypnos had to put the recipient to sleep.
  • Hypnos (ヒュプノス Hyupunosu?) is a movie that according to Mugino Shizuri has the audience strapped on to the seat for twenty-four hours straight. According to Kinuhata Saiai it is not just a simple movie but an experimental visual experience that works in the visions one sees when they are woozy sleep deprivation. Its name is derived from the Greek mythological personification of sleep.
  • Hypnos (ヒュプノス Hyupunosu?) is the god of death who served as the general of the Ratio army in Tales of Innocence. His reincarnation is Ricardo Soldato.
  • Hypnos is the personification of sleep in Greek mythology, son of Nyx and brother to Moros and Thanatos. He lives in a cave with the entrance dotted by narcotic flowers. Hypnos is often depicted as a young man wrapped in poppy stock, a horn in his hand, and sometimes wings on his head.
  • Hypnos es un dispositivo de espionaje comúnmente usado y asociado a la organización espía Spyral. Sirve para nublar la mente de los oponentes, escapar de cualquier tipo de detección electrónica y para ver la realidad como el elaborado engaño que es.
  • In Greek mythology, Hypnos (Ὕπνος, "sleep") was the personification of sleep; the Roman equivalent was known as Somnus. His twin was Thanatos (Θάνατος, "death"); their mother was the primordial goddess Nyx (Νύξ, "night"). His palace was a dark cave where the sun never shines. At the entrance were a number of poppies and other hypnogogic plants. Hypnos' three sons or brothers represented things that occur in dreams (the Oneiroi). Morpheus, Phobetor and Phantasos appear in the dreams of kings. According to one story, Hypnos lived in a cave underneath a Greek island; through this cave flowed Lethe, the river of forgetfulness. Endymion, sentenced by Zeus to eternal sleep, received the power to sleep with his eyes open from Hypnos in order to constantly watch his beloved Selene. However, according to the poet Licymnius of Chios, Hypnos, in awe of Endymion's beauty, caused him to sleep with his eyes open, so he could fully admire his face. In art, Hypnos was portrayed as a naked youthful man, sometimes with a beard, and wings attached to his head. He is sometimes shown as a man asleep on a bed of feathers with black curtains about him. Morpheus is his chief minister and prevents noises from waking him. In Sparta, the image of Hypnos was always put near that of death.
  • The main variation between this Tyrant and other models was the inclusion in its genetic makeup of the Hypnos gene, a modified genetic strand that, when implanted into an organism, would kill the weaker cells through natural selection, leaving only the best to keep the organism ongoing and encouraging the reproduction of the better cells. This gene was created by Sheena Island Umbrella scientist Doctor Klein. When first seen, the Hypnos Tyrant resembled a genderless, hairless youth with claws for digits, floating in a stasis tank. Once awake, it proceeded to kill one of three people according to the selected scenario: Andy Holland, the sewer janitor, Vincent Goldman, the Umbrella Commander of Sheena Island, or the UT (Umbrella Trashsweeper or UnderTakers) commander. After minutes of fighting against Ark Thompson, the creature mutated into a more aggressive second form, with greater muscles, much larger digits upon its left claw and an enlarged mandible. After a while, however, the Tyrant mutated again. This final mutation was more of a regression than true evolution, as the beast lost much of its intelligence in the process, suffering through a form of hypertonia, losing its humanoid shape and becoming a bestial, primate-like, hunched monster. Because of the excessive muscle growth, the beast was rendered vulnerable, along with a fissure in its integument covering its right pectoral. This Tyrant model was destroyed when it leapt upon Thompson's escape helicopter, at which point a missile was launched into its abdomen. Seconds later, another missile was launched against it. It is extremely unlikely that it survived the two blasts.
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