So much has happened...

So we saved the motherfucking world. We destroyed The End. I reiterate we saved the motherfucking world and yet... Everyone everywhere is fucked.

The Fears are powerless, their servants are rising and causing havoc and a new group of creatures are coming out of the woodwork in the fears absence.

Jack was there as the walls came down bringing us back to the world we left to fight The End.

"Well done." He applauded us. "To keep this from getting confusing..." He smiled and snapped his fingers and this account was created. He told me to use it from now on.

"Now then we have quite a bit to talk about..."

Portnoy: Excuse me who the hell are you?

Jack: I'm the devil now shut up I'm talking. You've met Mairun and Dreislith?

Me: Who?

Jack: The water guy and the dream guy?

Me: Oh... Um I guess so?

Jack: Right... I can see in your small human mind you've made a name for them. They're not the fears so you call them The Unfears? How cute... Cute but wrong... In a way. They are called The Ne Timu. I could tell you what they are... or I can tell you what they are.

I could hear the bolding of those last three words...

Jack: Which would you prefer?

None of us spoke.

Jack: That's what I thought. For that I have to tell you a story. I have to tell you The Origins. How long have the fears existed?

Dr. Malice: Records of the Fears go back further than ever recorded history.

Jack: Wrong. They've existed for a little more than a year but have retroactively existed throughout time. I know this. I know this because I created them.

We said nothing stunned and disbelieving.

Jack: You don't seem to believe me... I could prove it but I won't. It's unimportant regardless. I created The Fears, I created The Amalgam, I created every bad thing that exists in any universe. I am the source of all suffering and pain. I am as I mentioned earlier The Devil. Not literally The Devil is an idea created by you humans but it's close enough to make the distinction unimportant.

I stammered something but I don't even remember what I was trying to say...

Jack: So I created The Fears and these Ne Timu. It was simple. A young woman who felt her life spinning out of her grasp wanted control and so I made her the mistress of strings. A man was afraid to die so I made him a creature who would never die. Another man wanted to see his dead lover again so I made him the afterlife. I granted simple wishes with a little corruption added in and I created servants to spread suffering and fear for my amusement. Of course a game isn't any fun if it's unwinnable so I created weaknesses. Nathan here discovered one of these weaknesses.

Me: The Quiet and Slender Man thing?

Jack: Yes. Also I commend you on your eloquence. How long do you think The Ne Timu have existed?

Dr. Malice: About a year but have existed retroactively since the beginning of time?

Jack: Not quite... They've existed for about... I just created them now but from this point on they've existed since the dawn of time. From this point on they have also been hiding in the Fears shadows waiting to be free since the dawn of time. You won the first game Nathan so I created another game. Beat this one too and I'll create another until you lose.

Me: Is that it? Just keep destroying godly beings until I die?

Jack: Yep. Well I guess you could appeal to the god equivalent. It doesn't tend to do much though and everything it tries to do tends to turn out wrong. For instance Portnoy there. His powers were a result of God's meddling. Didn't take The City long to turn that to it's advantage. There's also The Man In Grey. He's probably best equivalent to... The Grim Reaper I guess? He doesn't generally care about anything but his job though. So yeah barring a miracle you're stuck playing till you lose.

Harold: What if we kill you?

Jack: You think that's possible?

Harold: You said it yourself a game isn't any fun if it's unwinnable.

Jack: Ah but I'm not part of the game I'm just the opposing player or to be more modern... I guess I'm The Enemy A.I. director. You don't need to kill me to win you just need to defeat my creations.

Me: And victory wins us the highscore and another round?

Jack: Exactly. Now then I'd love to stay and chat but you have a reunion coming up and I have places to be.

With that he disappeared.

We talked for a bit about what we'd learned then suddenly a woman approached us.

Me: Um... Hi can we help y-

and then she punched me in the gut hard enough to wind me.

Woman: You bastard. You ruined everything and got me killed!

Me: ... *Cough* Holy shit Liar is that you?

The Liar: Yes it is. I don't have any powers anymore but I keep at least 5 of myself in existence at any time so there were still this one and 3 other me's alive out there somewhere when the one that was traveling with you died.

Me: Oh well glad you're alive...

The Liar: No thanks to you.

So she hurt me a bit more and then calmed down.

The Liar: The other fears who are still alive or existing aren't very happy with you either so expect quite a few more beatings like that. In fact I'd kill you but we need you alive to fix this mess you've caused.

Harold: Why bother? Nothing we do will fix anything? You heard Jack. Even if we fix these problems it will just get worse.

The Liar: Jack? What about Jack?

Me: I'll explain after though you should already know about it... Anyways Harold what do you suggest we do?

Harold: Nothing. Let things remain as they are. The Ne Timu are basically just the fears but with new names appearances and abilities. The servants will probably kill themselves off eventually. There's no point in fighting. We can't make things better only worse.

Me: No we have to do something.

Harold: You go ahead. I don't see the point. There's no more mistress I'm free to do whatever I want with nothing left to impose rules. No rules no order. I can get what I've wanted.

He started to leave.

Dr. Malice: Wait we'll need you!

Harold: Your fight is pointless my absence won't make it any more pointless.

He left on that and the rest of us headed back to my house where Portnoy quickly fell asleep on the couch and Megan went to go watch TV. Dr. Malice, The Liar and I sat down in the kitchen and made plans.

Our current plan as best we can figure it is to destroy the remaining servants.

The vast majority of them have clung to their old structures. Staying as large gangs and basically taking over parts of the world and fighting against the other servants.

The timberwolves as usual get the short end of the stick having gained no powers from their servitude and as such relying on their numbers to help them survive attacks from beings such as the nests, proxies and Cold ones.

Nests still have birds in them but the birds are no longer intelligent and just work for the nests sort of like hunting falcons in the old days.

Proxies seem to have all gained heightened physical abilities and some have even developed the branchy tendrils of their master.

Little is known about the Archivists thanks to their secrecy but it seems all those who's memories had been taken have had them returned so it's probably safe to assume the same goes for The Archivists.

Cold ones haven't changed at all really.

Willing Dolls haven't changed much either except now they're pulling their own strings somehow.

Puppets have all gained control of themselves though a few instead became what are now called controllers and have the ability to take control of others with their own strings.

Camper have all gone comatose.

Towerborn can now build upon themselves like their old master and Thoughtborn... Don't seem to have changed.

I can't think of any other servants atm so that's the situation at them moment.

Meanwhile The Ne Timu have started popping up here and there. We hear rumours of a man in crushed armor wandering around causing panic, A giant hand has emerged from the ground in places causing pople to become relentless self serving assholes and others have had horrible mental breakdowns accompanied by horrific hallucinations. There are other things but we have no idea how to deal with them yet so we're gonna focus on the Servants.

So we're about to attack a Timberwolf group try and eliminate the weakest first.

and now you're all caught up.