Pieces Fall.

The Aces have fallen apart.

Killed Egle, Gorinich didn't like that idea, killed him as well, bastard stabbed me in the stomach. Koschey just left, said something like "He got what he wanted."

As for Dimok? Didn't see him since the day he met with that Pale Bitch.

The Rejects are doing what they want, Krogav died, overdosed on servant blood. Yes, that's how he got his multi-servant abilities, he injected himself with their blood. Never knew it could work like that, but apparently...

I came to a realization, I lost my sight, I lost my sight off of my target, but no worries, I'm back on track now, solo, only me and my darling, just like before and thus I am born a new.

But for how long, boys and girls, I can feel it, my game, is slowly coming to an end...

Feeling a bit melancholic, we all do sometimes, love that feeling, makes me all poetic.


...Incognito, I'm waiting for your post, I believe you have quite a big announcement. I'll be waiting once you get out of that hell hole and crawl into a new one, I've arranged the board, once I finish all the things that I haven't finished, I'll be waiting for you, I won't attack you, I won't follow you, it is faith that will brings us together. Now I don't believe in faith much, but I am melancholic today, I believe I can allow myself a little bit of false belief.

I'm waiting, time to end our little game.

Getting sick of this.

Of what? The pale lady at my door, you know, the one that transports you the second you touch her.

So yeah, she was standing at my door step, not quite sure, why not teleport in like she usually does, but whatever. I thought she was there for me, but nope.

Guess who else appeared out of nowhere, Dimok and now they were at a stare down, I have no idea what history both of them have, but whatever, I wasn't going to get into this war of stares, so I just casually walked off, they weren't saying anything anyways.

As for Egle, she was just sitting there, like always, but she was able to utter words.

"Why?"

"What why?"

"Why did you kill your parents, why do you want to see the world destroyed?"

"Why not?"

She looked at me.

"You and everyone else like to over think it so much. Tell me, what does matter in this world? People spend their lives living in a box, sitting in front of a box, working inside of a box and when they die, they end up in a box."

"How about the choices they make?"

"Just a delusion, everyone clings to freedom, not really knowing what freedom is and once they get that freedom, they lose purpose, humanity should fear freedom, but they are too stupid to understand that. All the goals they have, when they reach them, they lose purpose to life and though it may seem they are living a happy life, in reality, they are rotting from the inside. Life, dreams, death, hope, love, none of that stuff is enough to fill people's hearts, they always want more and that what makes them real monsters. They desire love, even though they don't know how to feel, they desire food, even though they don't feel hunger, people always desire something. In the end, when they fulfill those desires, what happens? They die and end up inside of a box."

She looked away from me.

"Tis my love for destruction, tis why I want to see the world go boom, maybe even cause it, it's an infinite goal, an impossible goal and after I fulfill it, nothing is left, no other desires, no lies, no monsters, a perfect end."

After that,she is still sitting like a statue, but at least she moves occasionally. The only reason I don't throw her out, is because she isn't getting in my way, so whatever.

Alrighty then.

"So...so....sooooo.....where do I begin...

I hate sleaze bags, I ever tell you that? No? Well I hate them, what do I mean by sleaze bags? Liars, tricksters, word twisters, those touchy feely kind of people, you know the kind that needs to touch you inappropriately to seem threatening. But today, a new kind was added to that list, from this day on, I also consider sleaze bags, those people that are too FUCKING scared to tell me to my face of what they think of me...

Say hi to Egle, currently, I am holding her by her hair and making her re-read her post.

Apparently she doesn't like the way I run things, she doesn't like my decisions, that apparently, I strayed from some sort of plan that we were following. A question arises, we...we had a plan? Huh? HUH!? YOU FU-.... alright, I'm calm.

Egle, dear, darling, sweetie you have a complaint, you tell it to my face, I'll listen, I'll probably consider it...after a year or so, STILL! Don't go behind my back, sneak onto my blog and publish such a post in order for me to see it. JUST TELL ME!

You getting all of this Egle, dear? Hm? Huh?

Have you read your post? Good, now I want you to read the comments, because people pose some interesting questions there.

I'll just summarize them for you in the words of Skywalker, why don't you just kill me and take over? Hm? Come one, tell me, I won't be mad, just come on.

You....you what? Oh...ohohohoh...HAHAHAHA! So, so let me get this straight, dear, you love me? Is that it? Is that the case? Hm? Oh wow, dear, I mean, so unexpected.

You know what, you know what, now it all comes together actually, you always worrying about me, you not betraying me after all the before mentioned "Bullshit" I put you through and you constantly BITCHING about my darling.

And that is the second part I wanted to talk to you about *Sound of a table being slammed*

So, I guess we have established that my darling is very much alive and not imaginary. You bitch about my darling one more time, I will kill you, just like that, just chop your fucking head off.

As for my "plans", there was only one plan with which I was forming this team and that is very simple, I formed this team to cause as much Destruction as we could and quite frankly, with the latest stunt we pulled, we caused quite a lot of mayhem.

I never forced you to join this team, got it Snake Girl? You can leave any time you want, if you got onto this team, in order to win my affection, then you just wasted months and MONTHS of your time.

I'm letting you go now, will you leave, or stay it is up to you, now get out of my sight."

So yeah, had a good talk with her, she's still here, ut all quiet and such, I don't really care.

That is just stupid.

Egle here and all of this is stupid, we have to lay low, all because of Kelevra's stupid revenge plan for his stupid, imaginary, liquid thing.

This is ridiculous, don't get me wrong Kelevra is a full blown psycho, but he was never stupid, but recently he's been acting ruthless for no good reason.

Even if he did hurt Slendy, what did that bring us? I understand if he had killed him, but he only hurt him, pissed him off and on top of all that he also pissed off The Archangel. Not to mention the million losses we had suffered due to that stupid publicity stunt.

So now we have 2 arguably most dangerous Fears gunning for us, a legion of their servants looking for us, a good dozen of our own men killed and all Kelevra cares about at the moment is talking to his imaginary lover.

This is getting fucking ridiculous.

Stronger.

Some of you were wondering where is my darling, why, she never left. All the time I was in a comma, she was inside of me, patching up my insides. Where do you think my darling comes from? Answer, from inside of me, even when she's in a jacket form, we never really separate, we simply can't, now at least.

And that is the "Stronger" part, through time, my darling under went some changes. Remember the bunker Incognito was staying in? If not, I suggest you read up, because I explain some interesting stuff in that post. Apparently, my darling has been away from Marshmallow for so long that she had changed, her being changed, that explains why magnets do not work on me, because she isn't Azoth anymore, she is something different.

How can I tell? That will remain a secret, but lets just say, I ain't dying any time soon.

And now onto different business, apparently, judging from some document that I stole from proxies not so long time ago, Aces of Rejects are pretty frikin' high on the target list after that stunt we pulled, sooooo we're laying low for now.

That's it I think...Oh Incogny, times is coming closer, tick tock, soon, really soon! FINALLY!

Guess who's all healed up.

ME!!!

Hell yeah and I'm in a good mood too, I bet a lot of you are dying with curiosity of what had happened to me, right? Well I shall explain, although most of you might not believe me, or shit, but hell, I don't care, I tell what I think I felt.

So dear Egle told you what kind of plan we had in mind, that's right, after Marshmallow hurt my darling, my love, I wanted to hurt it back and being the resourceful mastermind that I am, I knew for a fact that dear ol' Marshmallow could be hurt. How did I know, because I felt it's pain once, I felt it as if it was mine, through my darling, my love, that was the first time I felt pain.

When did I feel Marshmallow's pain? Why, when this happened. Guess who the sniper was? No, not me, but I was there during that time. And when Marshmallow screamed, it was really in pain, how do I know? Because I felt it's pain, I FELT it. A phenomena that doesn't really happen to me, the pain was indescribable, I can't explain it, I just can't. The only thing I know, is that I felt it trough Fortissimo.

So after that event, in a later post, Incognito would say that he came back to the spot, to try and find the bullet, but he couldn't find it, you know why? Cause I snatched it, it is a rare thing when I see Marshmallow get hurt, let alone feel it in my skin, in my gut, in my darling. This bullet could come in useful, after further examination, I figured out that this was a special bullet, what was so special about it? The material, it was made out of something unknown, granted it felt like metal, but it wasn't metal, because magnets didn't work on it, nor did metal detectors.

So guess who the sniper was, that's right, good ol' Archangel. That's when I started putting together my plan, Archangel possessed the means of hurting Marshmallow, his gun, I needed it, I also needed to attract Archangel and Marshmallow to me, since looking for them would be a waste of time.

That's when I came up with my brilliant plan, in order to attract Marshmallow, I needed to invade his home turf, so I gathered as many rejects as I could and told them to invade The Path, cause as much damage as you can, at some point, Dimok joined them. But that was only Marshmallow, I also needed Archangel, that one was simpler. All I had to do, was start an organized attack on Timberwolf bases, Archangel's troops never were attacked like that, so it would piss Archangel off. I was right.

They came to the warehouse in which I was waiting for both of them, alone, they came seeking my death, both of them, problem was, they were not willing to share, so they went at each others throats, I got caught up in the cross fire several times, which explains the various holes in my body, they were from both Archangel's bullets and Marshmallow's tentacles. Marshmallow was clearly trying to avoid Archangel's shots and to be honest Marshmallow was overpowering Archangel and that's when Archangel did it, he turned into a dark cloud of smoke and grew in size, he actually became on par with Marshmallow, both of them were tearing down the place. Since Archangel turned to smoke, he dropped his gun, so I went for it. Loading in the bullet that I snatched, I aimed it at Marshmallow carefully. The gun was heavy, heavier than anything I ever held, my arms were simply refusing to lift it up, without Fortissimo's help, I wouldn't be able to lift it up.

I aimed carefully and shot Marshmallow, right in the kisser, he felt it, he felt the pain, do you know how I know that. Because when Marshmallow began that shriek, my darling was starting to hurt and I was starting to feel pain, again. But that wasn't all, Archangel, seeming pissed off with me, for using him like that, decided to take a shot at me.

So he entered inside of me in his smoke form, through my mouth, he was ripping me apart, mentally and physically, suffice to say it didn't feel nice, he was hurting me so much that my wounds started to catch fire.

Luckily the building was beginning to collapse, so Archangel too his leave as did Marshmallow. Then my Rejects found me and dragged me out of the building, before it collapsed. Before going unconscious, I published a post, asking the proxies "Did you feel it?".

What I meant by that was, did you feel his pain? I sure as hell did.

They fear The Bad Dog, yes, yes they do.

yes they do, they do indeed.

gorinich listen, gorinich listen to the whispers of cities, the whispers, they say, the monster was hurt by the bad dog

bad dog managed to hurt the monster, that's what the whispers say, yes they do

the whispers of the people I ate, yes, they do

want to ask bad dog, need him to recover, want to ask.

Getting worse.

To be honest, I don't really know if he's getting worse.

But he is sweating like crazy, that Jacket thing is not on him also, I don't know where it went and I don't care. That plan was stupid and for what? All to get revenge for some imaginary love of his, ridiculous, stupid and risky.

We've been laying low for now, after causing so much damage, we royally pissed off some people along with the big bad Fears.

Koschey is doing what he always does, watching TV.

Gorinich is near me, he always is.

Dimok is nowhere to be found, as always.

Krogav also fell off the radar.

As for me, sitting here, taking care of this insane psychopath, no idea why.