85 The Demon Lord and His Wife

Incessant, howling laughter filled the void with the timbre of madness. The Infested were delighted; they had not expected this at all but welcomed the unexpected opportunity nonetheless.

They, who had been compelled to destroy by their masters, had become nothing more than twisted shadows of their former selves.

Beings who no longer possessed a soul and were, as a result, without a will of their own. Eternal slaves and soldiers, forever damned to crusade against the sum of all that would and could ever exist.

There was no greater torment than this — becoming the bane of existence.

To be denied the sweet mercy of death, only to become an abomination and servant for the same entity that tore apart your entire universe.