Spreading The Roots of Madness

Nineteen disease ridden fucks have been infected with the stemming roots of my archaic planning.

Henceforth Nineteen poor fools have unwittingly become a part of The Construct.

A half of them have earned my response to their pathetic squabbles and plights.

Mostly because I was applauding their idiocy. Others because I was wholeheartedly proud to see them taking their own wrench to the machine.

As expected. By taking steps to begin construction of The Construct I have already attracted the eyes of the curious and malevolent. 

As well as a furious appearance of Him.

Heheheh apparently He wanted someone else to be in charge of this project...

Apparently he thinks I'm a bit too... rebellious...

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