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So this chapter started with the multitalented Daedra merchant from last chapter, exhibiting the dangerous Daedrid genitalia artefacts that he has for sale. Whether this artefact is related to the Ebola-like outbreak that follows is unsure. But Vaermina, not happy with the death/suicides she caused on the last chapter through the usual means of disgusting infestation and her big ass, now causes a new death/suicide of one of her lemon minions by making him host a deadly virus. Thus initiating the brain-maddening disease spread of "Thissucks", or SCKS.

After a deranged description of the disease by our visibly infected writers, we learn that some of the great old ones, like Krosis and Titus Mead, also experienced the disease, making them do crazy things like dancing with tranny Elves. But the real insanity began when the disease reached the Jarls, who started "touching" merchants, putting dukaans in peoples valoks, and worst: forbidding people to dance! Sacrilege!

So when infected and traumatised merchants began demanding customers to pay them in flatulence instead of currency, a Molag Bal cultist not only generously farted but also began dancing in Molag's honour. Which enraged the Jarls who called the guards on him. Luckily, as rarely seen by Molag, he protected his dancing cultist by counter-infecting the guards with another horrible disease. Unfortunately, the guards took their revenge by storming one of the Lord of Domination's parties and eating him.

Now enter the Lord Of Preparation, who foiled Paarthurnax's plans, as described by our still visibly infected writers.

The level of this insane, diseased debauchery reached such heights that even Anu himself, the First One, Soul of Aetherius, descended upon mortal planes to deal with this sh. Annoyed by the annoying infected, he started punching them and asking Sithis to quarantine them in the Void's suck-realm for suckers anonymous.

And thus, the widespread infection was quelled, and good old Sweetroll Bretons were able to dance and swag away once again. But behold as there are reports of Argonian mistresses becoming highly lusty due to being given a strange substance that oddly resembles the venom administered by... the entity.

So are all infestations truly quelled?...