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For everything that is holy and chaotic in this world, and in the name of our holy Discord: Here is the will written by our Lord of Chaos on request to alleviate him of his most noble possessions. Forsooth, his requests shall be granted most urgently, and the many caveats therein adhered to.
In this will you will find many promises and stipulations, until a final goodbye is issued by the one who gave us life. Written is this document by the Lord of Chaos, dealing out wonderfully bizarre commands such as the condition he wants his body to be left in, how to conduct his funeral and most importantly, what to do with his saintly remains. All this and much more on this holy piece of parchment dubbed Rest in Chaos, truly.
Let us not grief on this faithful day, but rejoice because his twistedness didn’t leave us with a sickly formal laundry list of things he wanted us to do, barring fun in its wake. Unlike the yonder wills of olde, this one shows no sense of––dare I use the word––realism, without any technical faculties substantial, the document reaches true greatness, thus befitting our holier-than-you-and-me- ruler-of-ultimate-darkness-and-all-things-thereof-master that dominates all.
Brace yourself, for a wave of laidbackness this way comes, truly. The character of Discord––so to speak––and his anti-sullen ramblings, constitutes the contents more than anything else. We will of course honor his demands but few of them carry the weight naturally associated with a being of his stature. The mercy, also naturally associated with sparing us the grieving pain that comes with carrying his duties on our shoulders is palpable beyond beyondness. A temporary successor has already been chosen to take his place until the reincarnation of Dis-cordless vacuum cleaner arises.
While the language lacks the heaviness and tacit underhandedness you might expect from the draconicus of our heart, and anything other than self-affirming inside jokes, there’s a touch of mildne- lightheadedness, lightmileartinecessity. Maybe something somber to tinker with on a warm summer afternoon this scrap of holy paper is, what’s important is feelz behindz the-z contentz. The feelings behind it, this is his twistedness’s goodbye and he does not want us to be sorry. So rejoice, either because it’s the only thing you know how to or because it’s the only real way to honor his memory, truly.
