In the deepest, darkest corner of the wilderness (you know, that part where people would camp with Ice Barrage all the time? Wasn't that fun?), there lived a creature so awful, so terrifying, that none dared speak his name. It spoke in a tongue of twisted, timed light and mirror puzzles, and its flesh was made out of charred and deformed minigames. It was so evil that none of the other evil beings in the burned landscape dared risk an encounter with it, not even the KBD when he was still relevant. During the times of darkest night, one could hear its wretched voice crying out:
"Maybe there aren't as many differences between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump as people think."
"You know, perhaps this whole MMORPG thing isn't all it's cracked out to be. If we really wanted to make a great game, it would be better to just focus on making a single finished campaign with all the quests and no grinding."
"Why is Islamophobia now unacceptable and anti-Semetism now acceptable?"
These words would drive the wolves and monsters of the world into a frenzy, and cause them to eat 1.3 times as many first time members trying to cross the big frozen mountain where the gnome airplane service was.
Only one knew the identity of this abomination. Zanik (That cool NPC from the goblin quests right? I never finished them though :L) recognized the screeching horror of that voice. It came from a being killed for spouting philosophical nonsense at a whim long, long ago, who had since risen to become a deity.
"The Gnome Child."
Mean,while, the evil being was preparing an attack on the whole world. Using horrid monstrosities of its own creation, it would show everything else what it truly meant to be a meme.
