Dearest Diary,
That blasted portal has caused nothing but trouble. I can barely make a terrifying threat before someone starts asking "What shall we do about the portal?" or "Have you seen the other side?" or "Who keeps eating all the super-duper-double-chunky-chocolate chip-chocolate ice-cream?" It can be quite infuriating.
Thankfully, my missing guards have returned but speak of a dimension like I've never heard before. Is it possible I am at the threshold of the eighth dimension?
Ah! Another challenge is a foot! Another land to conquer! I will adhere to my vow that all of the cosmos will be mine!
But this dimension holds more to be discovered!
I have caught word a few of my guards have recognized my bride in this dimension. She is not only alive but they believe she is the ruler in this place they call "The Voyager"! I must see this for myself! Tomorrow I will go to this new dimension and join my bride. The people of The Voyager will bow before us and the rule of Chaotica will expand to new corners of the cosmos!
You're Welcome,
Chaotica
P.S. Im considering introducing pancakes to Lonzak. He can't possibly burn those.
