Blood and corpses littered the ground. About twenty feet away, unbothered by the curbstomping that had recently taken place, a male zombie wearing a dress stomped on another zombie, while a third urinated into his mouth.
A ghost waved his dick in the Elf Queen's face, but she just waved him away and surveyed the Infinite graveyard that had been the scene of the Cogite Massacre.
"Wait a minute. Is that DEP?"
A monkey man (actually a chimpanzee, but whatever) was walking up to her, kicking a small ghoul who was muttering about Stanley on the way, and then he spoke.
"So, yeah. Sev the Wizard brought back the lost Infinite forum again, just so you know. Anyway, bye."
"Holy fuck."
Mizal turned to the degenerates behind her who had been arguing over whether her birthing hips were a genetic trait or unique to her.
"The Infinite forum has reappeared. I hope Sev at least gave it a cleaning in all those centuries it was gone."
The Cystians let out a collective, "Holy fuck" and began running past Mizal to get to the forum until they were stopped by an invisible force, just before reaching it.
"Lol, fags," Mizal said as she crossed the border with ease, leaving them behind, and her and the Lich King began reinspecting their old haunts and dusting off the furniture.
Then the Lich King went into the archive and began reading old scrolls. "The archive's open. So you guys can look through here too if you want while you wait for immigration services to let you in."
The cricket immediately began grabbing random articles off the shelves and looking them over before putting them back. Many of them seemed to be written in an
arcane cant known only by a select few, others were completely incomprehensible, and
still others seemed to contain dark spells best left alone by the inexperienced.
However, it was not long before
something familiar caught her eye.
"I think I found the story you guys told us of Breezy's march of depression."
"This is so good," said Mizal, when she reread it. "What else is there in here?"
"Well, there's you shilling the
Twine method like an owl," the Lich King said.
Mizal snatched the scroll in question away and muttered something about how she would have burnt the archives if she had been in charge and had centuries to do it.
"We've all done things we're ashamed of."
"I haven't," the Lich King replied.
"In fact, here's a
story I wrote right here."
"I like this poem you wrote about
the land you grew up in myself."
"Here's when I first spoke against
the Cogites."
It was a fitting discovery, considering the occassion.
The cricket spoke up again and held up a heavy stone tablet engraved with runes. "I found the old
emergency protocol for in the case the earth needs repopulating. Wow, looking through the accompying notes, and the Elf Queen couldn't sign her name properly then either."
"It was a different time! Plenty of respected rulers wrote their signatures like that then," she retorted. Plenty of people did it. Perfectly respectable, yes.
"Sure, sure. Related, here's the results of a kingdomwide survey on
incest. Also, WHEN am I going to be let in? I'm getting hungry now. SENPAI NOTICE ME!!!"
"You disgust me," was the response of the Elf Queen.
DEP came into view of the archive then, rearranging furniture, posting flyers in the announcement board, and ignoring those stuck at the border until he absent-mindedly hit a button.
"Hey, I can go in now!" IAP said as he crossed the border.
"But what about the rest of us!"
"lol fags."
