So rose the dreadful event character from his next and blackest Questline. There, on the event server, stood the figure of a dead Civil Protection unit. And I knew - only I understood - that the horrifying apparition was
@Lemon Cuntcake , raised from the dead!
@Snowl had summoned up his own father to accuse his son before all the world! It was terrifying and wonderful to watch. Now a madness begin in me. A madness of a man splitting in half. Through my influence, I saw to it
The Snowl Occurrence was played only in low-pop times in C17. But in secret, I went to every one of those events - all alone - unable to help myself, worshipping the memes I alone seem to see. And hour after hour, as I stood there, understanding even more clearly how that bitter old admin was still possessing his poor son from beyond the grave, I began to see a way - a terrible way - I could finally triumph over God.
Snowladeus, coming soon.