Imagine being so chopped you still get slandered (by your own descendants, no less!) thousands of years after your death.
Good.
That's what he deserves. Keeps him humble.
Lyle slander is a cosmic need for the balance of the universe; it's always morally correct to do so.
Wanted to draw a quick comic illustrating one of my favorite scenes in this entire fic. Honestly, writing this specific moment was the highlight of All Outsides' writing until now. Will anything ever top this? We'll have to wait and see.















