GRAVEYARD
The graves of the fallen. Hover over each one to read an epitaph.
UNCLE NICOLINI
Grave of splendorous dregs.
This creature was squeezed dry of its gooey ordure, which resembled sweet pulp. It's unlikely this flavor will ever be forgotten.
CUBESEER
Grave of an unseen man.
To impart oblivion is sometimes seen as a kind of mercy, but certain memories are not so easily erased. Even amidst the darkest chasms, light can be found.
UNCANNYCLOWN
Grave of Eliot, the bearer of cruelty.
The corpse is swollen and overflowing with the numerous evils of our organization. So long as it remains, we will not be punished for our sins.
For that, may this body never find rest.
J_V_G
Grave of Sea Captain Peters.
Little exists to document the Calamar Cuadrado, and even less is known about the life of its cherished captain. Yet still you find yourself atop that starry hill, wrapped in his warm embrace.
BASIRSKIPREADER
A watering hole filled to the brim with debris.
There is nothing here to be lauded or remembered.
RADDAGHER
Grave of a bloodthirsty machine.
This creature of steel, professing an obscene love for another, was struck down and rend apart by righteous hands. It is nothing but inanimate scrap, now.
DINO—DRAWS
A creature abandoned by death.
In this state, it looks almost peaceful, as if it had been granted coveted rest. What thoughts could plague the mind of this beast?
THEYCALLMETIM
Grave of untrodden paths.
The pages of this book held seductive power, echoing the voices of ones long past. It was for this very reason that it was consigned to flame.
QUEERIOUS
Grave of the self, the ego unfurling after witnessing the horror endemic to creation.
Nothing but nothingness awaits in the road ahead. Yet, even so, that greedy 'you' with no wits about falls helplessly into the mouth of truth, her teeth already gnashing.
FAIRYDOCTOR
Grave adorned in burnt lavender.
Even in the midst of flame, this flower grows vibrantly.
ANONYMOUS
Grave of a porcelain king.
The dregs of this corpse can be mixed in a physick and imbibed for a temporary effect. Upon being struck by a blow, a benediction of poison gas will spew from one's rear. Incur enough damage and a great eruption of fluid will burst forth, knocking away nearby foes.
Toilets were first invented by the ancients of Mesopotamia, who grew weary of their dung-stained feet. It is thanks to this miracle that humans can live cleanly, unsoiled by their own indignity.
BHOMAS TOURGET
Grave upon which all axioms are built.
Those who were guided by its hand were shown proofs of great unknowns and led towards a diverging infinity.
PS9K
Grave of a masked man.
To surrender one's self to inner torment is to die prematurely. It must be so, that this one had already been swallowed by flame, even before their final burial.
MISS LAPIS
Grave of a maiden with a smothered heart.
The rosy pictures displayed by this artefact hid a sinister design — an invisible blade aimed at one's spirit.
Imparts an enfeebling effect on women, especially those vested with ambition.
TORCSANDANTLERS
Grave adorned in fallen leaves.
This tree has been engorged red with love, creaking under a glut of blood and sap. Beneath the soil, a heart thrums with the howl of a Name, seeping sweet into tendrilled roots.
XIAOHUIHUI1217
Grave with flowers in full bloom.
From the bottom of the sea, the golden crow rises to part the hazy sky and greet the dawn.
Beneath the new light, the flowers in our garden blossom and turn into honey.
The Earth has become level and Heaven has become pure.
May this peace live forever.
PRISMAL
Grave of a girl.
In the eyes of the self-righteous, she bore horns on her head. But what punishment is there in hell, if your home burns you all the same?
With my hand in yours, let us step into fire.
AGENTE SHUFFLE
Grave of malignant dregs.
Their bodies were squeezed dry of all waters and cocooned in effluvia. What kind of being could have done this?
HALCYON DAYS
A lotus flower destined for a pure land.
For every idea conceived in the hearts of man
all will be known to the Heavens and the Earth.
If there is no consequence for right nor wrong,
then this world must be a cruel one.
ANORRACK
Grave of a degloved angel.
For one in metamorphosis, death is only ever skin-deep. Beauty can always be cut at the seams, peeled from its velvet, and sewn into someone new.
LITTLEPENGWY
Unmarked grave.
A spy camera intended to be affixed beneath a plane. The film roll is blank.
CALIBOLD
Grave of a centenarian.
Despite the stress caused by their work, they lived a long and healthy life. But still, their final regret is that they devoted so much to working and left little else for living.
What a waste, what a waste…
SOME REFERENCE
Grave of a memeticist.
Hundreds of thousands of eyes settled in their mind the moment they caught a glimpse of that image. Together, the choir sang a requiem, spiraling to their death.
PARALLELPOTATOES
Grave of all that is good.
Blessings are often imparted in tiny, subtle ways, felt in little gestures and fleeting emotions shared between people. Still, these small acts of kindness have the power to rival even the strongest miracles.
DRBLEEP
Grave of a tragic love.
Forgetting the past allows us to repeat its horrors. I shall not let you bury these memories, for a future that repeats itself will doom us all.
R4_EX
Grave of an innocent.
The body interred has become nothing but a point of light, the nascent form of the unborn. In this state it has been purified of all sin and forgiven.
UNCGRIFFIN
Grave stained with the blood of steadfast martyrs.
The voice had spoken to me. "Follow me and together, we will win."
I allowed my heart to be strangled, allowed myself to speak words that were not my own. Soon enough, my hands were blackened by blood.
Together, we walked into the Jordan and the Sea, and stained those waters red with our sins.
GUNPOWDR
Grave of a bewitching tree.
Its sap could be refined into a hypnotic mist, allowing one to impose on the hearts of others. Ingo used this tonic to finish what his father had started, no matter the violation it implied.
FACELESSPOLARBEAR
Grave of a caged woman.
Under the right conditions, a beastly transformation could be elicited from this prisoner. This effect was tested day and night, under all pains, until there was nothing left.
TROUTMASKREPLICA
Grave of the son you never had.
The bud of a carnation that has never blossomed, having turned away from the sun.
One day, I hope you'll forgive me.
LIGHTNING HELIX
Grave of a vending machine that comports itself as a strumpet.
Piles upon piles of letters to lofty arbitrators, all of them begging the director. Truly, how much resentment can one man foster?
When Lague was confronted about it, this is all he had to say:
“The vending machine stays.”
NEWFOUNDDANGER
Grave of a lone wanderer.
Long divided, united. Long united, divided.
We came from dust, and unto dust we return.
PROBLEMPAL
Grave of true art, meaning, and all that is beautiful.
With how many tongues can one curse their motherland? How many can fool themselves into thinking chaos gives birth to meaning?
Where are our good old-fashioned family values?
LOGGERHEAD
Grave of the exsanguinated.
The folly of trusting gods - are we fools for believing the word of higher powers? Damned for my devotion, I can only watch as reality stands before me.
The red tithe descends upon us.
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Grave of no renown.
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ETHAGON
Two unmarked gravestones, lying before a graveyard.
We built this for you.
You have been forgotten.
This is all that remains.
CROQUEMBOUCHE
A distant memory of snow and howling wind…
The pierrots marched themselves to that frozen waste and died ignoble deaths. Seven people are missing from this world, seven corpses have been ferried away.
It doesn't matter in the least. No one will remember them and no one will notice that they're gone.
Wrath is dead.
The world remains.
Everything is fine.
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