Greetings, little light.

I know you’re not little or a light but I remember a friend saying that to me once. I think little light means that you are the only light in the darkness…..I don’t know.

Well, nice to see you.

Well, you’re reading my journal so I guess it’s more like nice to have you reading me. It’s confusing but we’ll get there.

In this chapter we’ll be talking about the most slippery and conniving race to ever travel the stars, the Fekrtronle (Feck-trone-el). Also, I really don’t wanna write about these guys but to keep you little degenerates save, I’ll warn you about them.

The people of this race look like fat human babies with one foot.

I’m not jokin, these guys legit look like fat human babies that only have one foot and 2 hands that look like they belong to some old dude. Their race is literally a hybrid between dying cells and new cells that are created every second.

Their also fat because every time their body makes new cells it just goes straight to their fat. Like some religions believe that Fek’s started off as undead babies that could only grow from eating “evil” feelings. Most of these religions believe in a “good” and a “evil” but who’s to say that there is a border between the two.

Oh, sorry. You’re probably trying to figure out what Fek means. Fek is short Fektronle, the name of the species. It’s just a little nickname that people have given them. Cause in Lekstromian, Fek means “sly worm”.

I think it’s a fitting name considering their actual origin.

Yes, I know the origin of Fek’s.

NO, I am not a Fek, praise be to Punarjanma.

Now if you really wanna know then just repeat these words out loud, “Veham est sooked”.

........AHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!!!

Oh my stars, you actually fell for it! Oh fuck, my side.

Oh man, I haven’t laughed that hard since like forever!

Well, the reason I’m laughing is because NO ONE KNOWS THE TRUTH!!

I don’t even know where those fuckers come from. Like, I’m not joking.

Sure, I’m a…..nevermind. I’ll tell you what I am when you're ready, but no one Seriously knows the where, how, why, or what on these guys.

The only guesses people have is from the info they traded with the Fektronle.

The only bad thing about that is when you trade for information you’re given something similar to a game one of my comrades used to play as a child. If I remember correctly, I think it was called

“2 Lies and 1 Truth”.

So when ever you’d trade for info, they’d give you 2 lies and 1 truth.

For example, one time I had asked a Fektronle to give me 3 random pieces of info. It gave me back 2 lies and 1 fact. Now, the worst thing about it all is the fact can be any fact. It could be something you already knew or something that destroys your belief.

The fact doesn’t have to meet your standards of a fact. It could be something that a child thinks is a fact or a common belief among insects. As long as it's a “fact” to a group of people then they can tell you something absurd. It seems unbelievable but I’ve encountered this too many fucking times.

Like one time, I asked a Fek to give me a fact and it ended up with him telling me these 3 things, “All humans are green, your soul is absorbed by the void when you die and the reason Abyssals eat souls is because their actually undead that need to regain their own lost light by absorbing other people’s light.”