Chapter 3

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  "MWAHAHAHAHA!" Lady Gisela cackled. "THE WORLD IS NOW OURS!"

All of the Neverseen members clapped politely. Ruy sneezed.

"MY SON'S LEGACY WILL NOW... wait a minute,"

All of the Neverseen members looked around in confusion. "What?" Said Gethen.

Lady Gisela then seemed to realize that everyone was dead, and there was nobody left to rule over. And she definitely didn't want to dominate the snotty ogres' land. It sucked, everyone knew that.

Also, her son was dead. No legacy for a dead corpse.

It took the other Neverseen members a few minutes to realize all this, and then fell to their knees dramatically. "What shall we do, now?" Ruy asked.

Lady Gisela frowned. "There is nothing left for us here. Let us end this pointless world, and move onto the next." Out of nowhere, two large buttons appeared in front of her. Erase, one read. Do not, said the other. Lady Gisela turned into genocide Chara. How strange.

All of the Neverseen members chose Erase, so Lady Gisela shot all of them.

After touring Sparkle Town for a few minutes and pretending to be Councillor Bronte in that big green building - she didn't remember the name - she shot herself, and moved onto the next world.

And that, my friends, is how the fall of the elf civilization unfolded. It was quite pathetic, but, deep down, we all know that elves are kind of pathetic, in their own, pathetic way.



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