It is finished. After decades of boredom, my mandate is finally over. Hopefully now I can move on to something more exciting. A war for example. Or a famine. Or a pandemic like you…
What follows are my observations and limited intervention in the demise of a town/RMC named St-Sacrament-De-Tabarnak (or Tabarnak for short) in Quebec, Canada. Population: fifty thousand. Over one thousand square kilometres to cover.
Of course my predecessor Nirgal had practically finished the job when I arrived. The institutions were beyond zombified. All but one factory had long since packed up and left. Four different sects were operating in the area. In short, Tabarnak was already a shithole.
But I digress. The Boss gave me this mandate and I had no choice but to snooze through it while Nirgal helped orchestrate things such as global recessions and crashing planes into towers. As instructed, I initially focused my attention on the Tabarnak Evangelical Revival…
