The Truth

**Quick Read:**

Welcome to *The Truth,* a page that will tell you the origin of our conflict, through the perspective of me, the Venkon Leader, Nicole. I am the only person with access to this page, and so, you will only be reading what I have written from my experience up to most recent. I write this for my memories sake, for yours, and for the purpose of documentation. There is no short summary I can offer you, as it is impossible to summarize the events that have taken place since mid-2012. You can read this all in one sitting, or you can take this bits at a time. It is your choice.

All events in this article are not to be taken lightly. I write this to the best of my ability with my memory. Nothing here shall be sugarcoated. If, while reading this you find yourself confused, please direct any questions to either the comments below this article, to my message wall, or to the Discord.

**NOTICE: THIS ARTICLE IS NOT DESIGNED TO HARASS OR TARGET ANYONE. THIS IS WRITTEN FOR THE PURPOSE MENTIONED ABOVE (DOCUMENTATION) AND WE WILL NOT TOLERATE YOU SEEKING TO HARASS ANY INDIVIDUALS MENTIONED ON THIS ARTICLE. WE DO NOT STAND BY ONES ACTIONS THAT BRINGS MALICE. IF YOU DECIDE TO IGNORE US AND ATTEMPT TO CONTACT THOSE IN THIS ARTICLE FOR THE SAKE OF HARASSMENT, WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS IF SOMEONE IS TO TAKE ACTION AGAINST THEM.**

On December 9th, 2011, I had joined Wikia. I was ten years old, meaning I was definitely in violation of COPPA, but who doesn't do that once during their childhood? As far as me even finding Wikia, I'd say I fell into a rabbit hole. Probably, much like you if you are here and reading this. The concept of a bunch of communities that circle my interests, and thousands more all linked under one website was everything I could've asked for.

Admittedly, I was a piece of shit online. I knew nothing about how to behave, let alone how older people felt about annoying twats like myself finding access to socializing on these communities. I really did not understand why people hated me, but looking back, I even hate myself. If you guessed that I was banned from pretty much every community I tried to take part in, you are absolutely correct.

After being cast out of these communities indefinitely, I had nowhere else to go. So, at an attempt of at least making a place to express my own interests and continue to talk to those I lost to my stupid behavior, I made my own place. Because this place was taken down in 2015-2016 by request alongside the other two by my personal request, you won't be able to find it. You can read about it here, though.

I dedicated too much time to this place. Quite obsessed with it, making friends online, and generally feeling like I had my own world to control and build, it's safe to say this is where my internet addiction really started to begin with. Joking aside, I really did spend a lot of time on my own creation. Though, I did mostly just sit in the chat room and wait for all of my "friends" from across the world to hop online. Only having a small group at the time, my interactions were *fairly* limited.

While I was a sitting duck for the online approach, I was already experiencing the physical end of this all, but I didn't understand it. In the real world, I was dragged into this group of "friends" that I found out the hard way had less than good intentions. Among them, very few Ivich members. In this group, I was basically the punching bag. However, I now realize it was more than an abusive way to release negative emotions.

So, with the ongoing abuse from a group I once trusted, I found escape in the online world where I did not need to worry about physical harm. My wiki was active for many months to come, and I was really devoted during the summer time, seeing as I had not much else to do aside from summer school and going swimming for eight hours on end.

It wasn't long before the online portion would come to. One day, no warning, I was in chat with a bunch of friends. It was a rather active time, and it being summer and people having wide open schedules, I suppose it was a call to chaos. A bunch of my friends began freaking out in the chat room. Unable to understand the situation, I asked what was happening. One of my moderators from then started kicking a bunch of people from the chat that I had never seen before. Names that never appeared on my screen, but for others for whatever reason. We had no explanation for this, and we still don't. The usernames that were being removed on my end were direct threats/messages to me. Now, I should really emphasize they were kicked and not banned. If they were banned, I would've been able to go back to the ban logs and rewrite their usernames here. Unfortunately, out of the several in that time, I can only remember so many.

However, even if I did remember them all, there would be no point. All of the ones that were showing up couldn't be found. They did not exist whatsoever. Even when staff got involved, they only replied that the usernames didn't exist. Though they believed my situation, they were just as confused as the rest of us.

This entire situation was stressful and spiraled out of control quickly. Young, and panicked, I immediately went running to other communities in search of help. Almost nobody believed me, or they would join the chat just for entertainment, which made things much more chaotic than they already were. On top of that, it didn't help that these people weren't always in the chat. They would come randomly. It was during this portion that we referred to them as "Ghosts" and not Ivichs. These Ghosts weren't necessarily always serious in their messages, sometimes they just liked to troll and be annoying to get under our skin. The larger portion of their usernames were serious. It should also be mentioned that their usernames were the messages they wanted to deliver. They never spoke otherwise.

Being back and forth with the kicking of the Ghosts, trying to figure out how to get it to stop, looking for more help, and generally just having to put up with this was draining for most of those that were helping to begin with. After having dealt with this for quite some time, they began to get sick of it, and many came saying they were going to wind up leaving eventually as they had no interest in helping with this much longer. Despite knowing that I can't do anything without them, they still wanted to leave. I begged them to stay, which was met with reluctant agreement.

Spending more time on this, each day was the same, that was until we were met with more and more genuine threats. Some IP traces they did, despite them being accounts that didn't exist, showed they linked back to my area. However, that could mean several things if true at all. One of the Ghosts one evening had sent one final threat, demanding to meet me in the field behind my house on Sunday at 7 PM. August 19th, 2012. Genuinely terrified, I was also oddly motivated to go through with it. My friends were freaking out more, telling me not to go as it may cost my life, but I chose not to listen to them. We didn't deal with it this long for me not to show up and do nothing, and I also believed that denying their request would possibly mean worse things.

I had a very small slot of time to prepare, barely even a week. I had only one weapon in my possession at the time, which I intended to go out there with. During the course of these waiting days, I lost a lot of sleep due to nerves. My appetite was ruined and my ability to socialize was destroyed. Always feeling a thousand miles away from everyone, I gave up on interactions and just decided to accept what was to come. I was uncertain of what was waiting, but to acknowledge I may die at such a young age was troubling. The friends I had from the wiki, most of them left. They did not care to see what would happen, as they were certain I was going to die.

Sunday finally rolled around, and that day I spent it with my online friends as best as I could. At least to get out some final messages in the events I do not return. However, later that morning, my mother asked if I was ready to leave. Confused, I asked where we were going. It turns out I had completely forgotten we were to go to Fargo that day to visit my great uncle. I felt a mix of emotions. Anger, relief, disappointment, annoyance. On one hand, I would not have to worry too much about facing these strangers. On another, I felt a large part of my dignity diminish, or however much dignity an eleven year old has at the time. I felt this was all for nothing, but I was still partially worried about what would happen later. That whole day, I was sick to my stomach because of my nerves. I recall my mother realizing something was wrong with me, to which I told her I was tired and car sick. That same day, I promised myself I would *never* go back, no matter the reason. It was not worth the stress and dangers. Not long after, I noticed my account was permanently blocked across the network for good. A bummer, but perhaps a blessing in disguise.

Obviously, I did make a return. I made another account in November, which was globally blocked the same day. I had attempted to reach out to my friends, and I got only one response. I left for some time after, then I made this account I am currently using. The only reasons I had returned were to check on my former friends and because I was so damn curious about what all of that was even about. I wanted answers, and I felt I was better prepared to go against them.

I did not bother trying to reclaim my wiki. It was long too barren to attempt to revive, so I started from scratch again. I made a second wiki with the only purpose being to hopefully revive the conflict to some extent. Which, it did, but not until 2014. I was surprised to find that my time was not wasted, as I was partially starting to give up.

By the time this second wave came, it was about late May or very early June. So, it did start sooner than the one back in 2012. I recall it starting with various people from Community Central coming here, hearing rumors from unknown individuals about what had happened to me. They were curious, but I refused to answer their questions. I was too paranoid to entertain them. However, these people decided to stick around, which was fine. If my memory serves correct, it's when ??? came around. This person would come to my wiki, asking people questions, and then leaving after about ten minutes or sometimes a bit longer. They said that these reports would be sent back to staff as part of a project. Presumably, Wikia staff. Looking back, I realize he was likely talking about a different kind of staff. Many of us agreed it was getting annoying. I emailed staff, telling them about this ongoing questioning and claims, to which they replied they have no ongoing project and that I should block them as they do not know who that is. After I got this, that person never did show up again.

Not long after this guy went missing, a hoard of Ivichs came in. Not all at the same time, but relatively close to each other. Those on my side were outnumbered. As we were nameless back then, just as our enemy, it was unorganized. We did not have time to start naming ourselves.

Interestingly enough, we never encountered anymore of these Ghosts. I understand these people are one in the same, but as far as hiding goes, they were no longer hiding. They were somewhat more willing to speak to us, but they explained they were under sworn secrecy, so their replies were limited.

From what we gathered from them, there is a large amount of people in this group of theirs - amount unknown. Their leader is held in high regard, and is something they claim to be not entirely human. We have not yet met this leader and have no traces to his name or location, not even what his supposed being is. Now, as for their motive on its own, it's rather fucking insane. This is their word, and I am just relaying what they have said. Apparently, their leader has had his eyes on me for a long time, and desires to have my blood. They said it has "special properties" and their leader needs it. Quite the fucking trip to read and try and process, but I'm not going to question it any further than that. And yes, they were absolutely serious.

A list of the Ivichs that we were able to remember during this period of time would be SkyFall77, who we believe may have been in charge of the others. Damon Salvatore173, DEFAULT, Nicole? U there?, Ivich B2014 (this one was a physical encounter), Doubledown, HackRUS47189039485, IM STILL DEAD, It's In Your Bloodstream. A Collision Of Atoms., Jareck\*sss, SM911, Ragnar Lothbrok, and there were much more that we are unable to dig up.

Their behavior, even six years since I last saw them, is impossible to describe. They seemingly did not get along with each other as people, but functioned perfectly as a team. As much as we joke about them, they aren't idiots at all. They knew how to pull our strings, they knew what they were doing. A kind of raging, unending mayhem that makes your head spin. Looking back, I was mostly too confused. We let them speak and kept it in mind. One issue we had was the fact we did not bother to document any of this.

The Ivichs were very bloodthirsty, restless, and absolutely insane. There was not traces of humanity in these people. Often, we wondered what we were really dealing with. These people were on at all hours, even the nights I would be up late, they never failed to pay me a visit.

The people who were on my side at the time, Scar, Alphaguy, Rhyder, Brandon, Doc, Tyler, Solovi, Reinforced Cookies, and Freddie and Xander were barely able to keep up with it. Time zones were a huge issue for us, on top of most of us being 13 years old and having to abide by our parents rules. I was left alone for the most part, aside from some real life support from two individuals. There were several others who took *interest* in the conflict, but wished to watch from a distance. One person, 3Jamie Fox3, went as far as to make a wiki that reported on the status of the conflict. However, it can no longer be found.

During this portion of the conflict, it seemed as though the Ivichs were racing to take me back to their leader. I am unsure why, but SkyFall had us that the "victor" gets what he desires.

At the height of the conflict, SkyFall challenged me to a fight. He wanted to pick up where the others left off, and he promised he would win. We scheduled for nine in the evening on July 21st. The few minutes that lead up to that hour were insane for the wiki chat. When I had left my house to go to the field, it began to rain. That rain quickly escalated to a full thunderstorm, easily one of the worst ones that summer. I stood at the edge of my yard, staring at the field where I could see nothing from the downpour. In absolute disbelief, I was barely able to make myself move. Yet again, another fight put off.

I slowly walked back to my house, feeling defeated. I logged on and found everyone was silent, waiting. Everyone hounded me with questions and I had to explain the storm. I messaged SkyFall, telling him we should reschedule. I didn't hear from him for a few days after that. When he did return, he was almost a different person. He and I were messaging for some time. He explained that he did not like what he was doing. He felt awful for his actions, but his treatment under the Ivich rule was a much different story. Listening to what he had to say, I offered to help him out of his duties. We agreed he would slip away when was best and he would come to my city. We would meet in the field again, and I would find a way to secretly house him. Or, to at least get him somewhere and help him find a place to call home.

During this conversation, both Brandon and Ezra joined the chat. Ezra, who was never liked during his entire time in our community, saw our conversation and snitched on SkyFall to the next Ivich. SkyFall was forced to choose in front of everybody whose side he was really on, and after he turned back to the Ivich, he was never heard from again. There were rumors of an execution. The truth of this is uncertain still.

I'd also like to mention that SkyFall was not the only Ivich to do this, but there was another. More of that can be read here.

The other Ivich involved in trying to escape, It's In Your Bloodstream. A Collision Of Atoms., spoke to me about his regrets and how sorry he was for partaking in something like this. He said he had to go, and he would be back later with information we need to know. That was the last I saw of him.

The rest of the Ivichs from that time were getting irritated, falling apart and they were overly busy with internal arguments. By September, the conflict began to simmer down. A bunch of people were disappearing, some even went crazy during it all and disappeared. Once again, I was left at square one, with even more cryptic messages with nowhere to go. September Silence is what we named this period of inactivity.

My absence took a toll on that wiki. Everyone else that had their sanity dispersed without warning, save a few. Even then, we were growing apart. I made a third wiki. I had no intentions of going back to that destroyed hell hole. This third wiki I made just to have a place to chat with friends. It had no real purpose beyond that. As we can all tell, some more bullshit happened there too.

Ezra introduced me to someone called EJ. According to Ezra, he told EJ about what was happening and EJ was interested in helping. I gladly accepted his offer, and for some time it was only me, EJ, Ezra, and some school friends of mine. On occasion, Gabeharrison49 would come by as well.

Unfortunately for us, EJ was not a very well liked person across the website. He was a power freak and a liar, and he admits so in his own page. He lied out of self gain, to improve his image. He wanted to be what he was not. He chased away my friends and created much conflict among our already dwindling group.

EJ made several claims, such as putting up a firewall on the wiki, being a human-cat hybrid, having a demon within him, and encountering Ivichs on a daily basis with the duties he did for my community. If you didn't find this humorous, then I feel sorry for you. This was the shining light of humor we had. Nobody took this man seriously, but we entertained him as we had nothing else.

After a while, we were all getting very sick of EJ and his games. Namely, the constant strife he brought. When he was thrown out of the community for all of the harm he had done, the guy went absolutely nuts. Sobbing, telling us we were his only anchor in life, begging to return. After being denied several times, he became more vengeful. He brought forth apparent Ivichs and claims of knowledge of these people. His ramblings took a more... different turn.

While we were bombarded with EJ's bullshit, we wound up dealing with an event we named the Night Watch by late December of 2014. Some cult-like group wound up having some random issue with us, which we found was the workings of TheScarletDevil24 herself decided to go between our group and this cult group and stir up a conflict for her own amusement.

With this, Rhyder and I took turns staying up to watch our activity and be readily responsive to any communications they offered. As time went on, this cult began to show interest in the Ivich, and we had no luck swaying them on their curiosity. It's unknown what happened to most that we came in contact with. They showed their support to the Ivich, one even going as far to mention wanting to join. If they did join, that would explain their silence.

Once we understood where this unexpected cult conflict came from, it died down relatively quickly. Understanding a single person was responsible for our conflict with this unknown cult was all we needed. However, that wasn't the last of her doings we would deal with.

Eventually, EJ really went off the deep end. We didn't think it was possible, but it happened regardless. He went power crazy even more, caused more issues, basically everything he has done up to that point amplified. We had no choice but to get rid of him, then he stated he was going to leave for good and seek help. We did not hear from him until much later.

Come summer of 2015, I was unexpectedly greeted by an Ivich we still do not know to this date. There was no warning. It had been silent on their end, until that minute. I recall it being late at night, I was in chat with some former Venkons when my large window had a visitor. Mind you, I live in the basement, so this window is actually below our yard. There's a small cutout where people can drop into. I was startled, told the chat to hold on, and the guy told me to get my ass to the field.

Deciding to accept this invitation, I notified the chat one last time and I believe two Venkons from then that lived in my area decided to keep watch from a distance. On top of that, I messaged Brandon on SnapChat, despite him no longer being a part of our group. He was kind enough to stay on standby with the others, and relay to those waiting in chat.

That night, I really got my ass handed to me, that's for sure. I didn't last very long. I will not make excuses for myself, but do understand that it is tradition for us to schedule these things. With no warning, I could not do much. However, that is likely what was wanted. Xander and Jack both rushed in to grab my unconscious body before certain death.

From what I was told, the entire chat was freaking out.

Later, EJ returned, but he denied having done anything to us and acted as though he agreed to nothing. We had no choice but to get rid of him again, and we would not hear from him until 2016.

It should also be noted that he had an alternate account under the name of AmbroseMalachai, where he pretended to be the Ivich leader for years on end until late 2019.

When EJ did return, he promised to cut the shit, and we had a lengthy video chat. Despite his promises, his lies did not end, and he continued to deceive and lie to everyone for years on end. He was more careful, blending our facts into his lies, leading us on a road far from where we began.

By about February of 2016, Xander decided to go and "join" the Ivichs. None of us knew his plan was nothing more than to be a spy, and that is why he played it off so well. He namely worked with an Ivich we met by April, Nathir.

Late 2016, the event known as Shattered Promises occurred, which you can read in the link. After this, Scar and Weesee II were both removed from the Venkon for good.

August 16th, 2016, Xander returned to the chat. Rather than spouting Ivich-like bullshit, he came to try to close up his clandestine. ElegyOfDeath, an Ivich we had somewhat come to know, had been there as well. He stood up to Elegy in front of everybody, and unmasked his true intentions of having joined them. With that, he took off. The entire chat is logged here.

Interestingly, this was something of a repeat of the Ivich Refuge that took place. After Xander took off, Nathir later attempted to escape the Ivichs. He requested for the Venkons to assist him, telling us many stories of his time with them and the treatment they all face. Many of those conversations are logged. Like many Ivichs on his path, no matter how much he desired to be free, he could not. Whatever conditioning they went through was very strong and dictated their decisions. Ivichs were getting more and more aware of Nathir's attempt, as each report grew more and more desperate.

Nathir disappeared for quite some time, but the silence was broken when we had the blessed opportunity to meet X. X served something of the same purpose as Jareck and ISD did. Alarmingly, it sounded as though the Ivichs picked up on producing more of these "clones." This new one was very unique. He would only communicate through quotes of random lyrics, taking an interest in some band called "Crystal Castles" - perhaps a preference from the one who worked on making this one. Issue was, it used Xander's account.

Still having heard nothing from Xander since his escape, we grew worried. Later, David told us that Xander got ahold of him on Skype and explained that it would be a bit longer before he would be back. Having been in hiding for a while, he was carefully making his way back. Thankfully unharmed.

The very same day Xander returned, so did Ragnar. Xander got into Ragnar's account and messed with it, later getting him globally banned. God, we really missed him.

It wasn't long after the New Year that Xander was able to move back to the same city as me. He got to find somewhere close enough to the field and my general location, too. It works out pretty well.

December, we were hearing rumors of this other group that was to show. We would not meet them until a while later. On top of that, Ezra returned for a while and did not last long. Then, Nathir broke into my account for a bit, which I promptly fixed. I still don't know his intentions behind that. One thing that stood out is opening my email and finding a bunch of calls to other people that could not be traced back. When I asked him about it, he pretended to know nothing and deny it.

2017 was quiet when it came. It was mostly people passing through as usual, and our inner ring communicating back and forth on Discord. There were no real worries, aside from the group that we had yet to meet. We decided to keep ourselves busy, as there isn't much we could have done to speed this along.

The first big event of the year was when a friend and fellow Venkon passed away. Jon passed away on April 26th, 2017, after losing his battle with depression and taking his life that night. It was a difficult goodbye, and we still miss him very much.

Thankfully, all was calm for a few months, which really gave us time to process everything and pick up again. More small projects underway, until June 2017. That is when we met this enemy we did not know.

**FROM HERE, I AM GOING TO SUGGEST YOU KEEP AN OPEN MIND. I AM GOING TO SOUND LIKE A MADWOMAN WITH RAMBLINGS. IF YOU DO NOT HAVE BELIEF IN THE PARANORMAL, TURN BACK.**

June 13th, 2016, would be the exact date. We labelled this event as "The Tangled Human," you can read the event in this link. To sum it up to the best of my ability, I had been on the wiki chat with quite a few members, and out of nowhere I was met with a horribly disfigured spider-like entity. I barely had time to process it, as I was freaking the fuck out, then Xander came over because of the commotion. He too flipped out and we both took off. I did not go back for about a week, and none of us were really able to process it.

After we were traumatized yet again, we got the pleasures of meeting X once more, where he offered to pick me up with some Ivichs and go somewhere. This never did happen, thank goodness.

More silence endured for months. By December, I decided as a way to stop the silence, we would close all of the former wikis and have their URL merge here. I theorized that if we could flush them out of hiding, whoever *they* may be, we could get more results.

Xander was struggling with his loyalty. He had gone through unforgiving psychological torment, which absolutely ruined his ability to think for himself. Our friend became an Ivich drone. No matter how much he wished to break free, he could not. He was only able to express regret for his former clandestine. Even that, he failed to do after so long. There was not much we were able to do for him. We did not know how to even begin helping him. None of us could have possibly guessed what he went through. It was heartbreaking for us to do nothing more than watch.

While it was relatively quiet aside from that, to our surprise Gabe returned as user StyrofoamHeart. He sought another chance, which he failed by March. He then returned in April as UnfathomedValor, and he was removed once again. It felt like there was endless conflict for so many months. Ultimately, he was dealt the hand of exile.

He wasn't the only one who was exiled. BlackSmithy was exiled as well. His insanity and his actions could no longer be tolerated. We sent him off for his own sake, and ours. We were mainly concerned with him getting the help he really needed more than anything.

Of course, the chaos did not want to end there. Weesee II had the nerve to return after what he did. He messaged me on another wiki requesting to talk to me. I accepted, and he said he wanted another chance. Saying he had reflected on his actions and was having difficulties accepting what had happened, he wanted a way to redeem the past. I hastily accepted, but not everyone was too fond of his return.

On the course of the same month, Drekavac returns, but this time through Discord. On top of him returning, two more of The Many are seen. Nothing beyond their spotting happens. In the midst of that chaos, BlackSmithy keeps trying to return. He is given a trial, fails, and is sent off once again.

By August 31/October 1st, I had attempted to end my life. The Venkons wound up calling emergency services to my location and I was brought to the hospital and put in triage. I was there for quite some time, belittled by my family and nearly left there. My attempt was a mix of things, but I wound up going to therapy for some months before being forced out of it by my family so I can work more. The Venkons are the only reason I am still alive today.

2018 was pretty uneventful after that, save for the fact Fritz returned to bother us some more. I'm not going to elaborate too much on Fritz, so either read the page or talk to Xander about it.

2019 was quiet for the first half of the year or a bit more than that. About August, Xander goes absolutely insane. On top of that, yet another encounter with The Many. One by one, the Venkons as a whole are all gathering a bad feeling of what is to come.

In September, BlackSmithy returns as ShieldHeroFan both on the wiki and our Discord, and then he reveals himself stating that he did not feel right trying to hide. As bitter as we were over this confession, it had already lost its touch. Each account he had made had contributed to making us immune to feeling anything about his aim to return.

In October, Terrios528 moves to my city (Grand Forks) in an attempt to flee from an abusive household. He is still living here as I write this. I do believe he's much happier here now that he has total control of his life and is free of a different kind of conflict.

EJ decided to keep up the "Ambrose" bit a while longer these months. Going as far as to make Ambrose a Discord account. Yes, we were fooled by this, but let me explain why. When EJ came in late 2014, he was already a shady character. He constantly sought for approval and wound up making a whole persona off of that basis. He blurred his own view of reality. Concerned, some of us humored it, but to a point. After we put our foot down, he lost his mind, stating I/we were the only anchor he had in life. When he lost his shit, he created Ambrose as a source of power, which none of us saw coming.

Ambrose was an entirely different person from EJ. He played off this character so well, we were convinced this was the actual Ivich leader. He snowballed our events with his own fantasy very, very carefully. In a way that worked, obviously. While we still questioned Ambrose's legitimacy, there's not much we *can* question without him retaliating and causing a shit show. Another part of our worry was he would terminate an ongoing treaty we had that called for a total surrender on both sides. If not that, there were his outbursts of violence and rage that took an assload of time to bring him back from. Not to mention the threats tossed here and there. For the sake of avoiding conflict in already stressful times, we just listened and chose our words carefully.

He wound up wasting years of our lives. Filling our conflict with lies. In November of 2019, EJ finally confessed he was Ambrose. Even then, his confession went horrendously. He confessed to Veran696 and only her in a DM over Discord. He offered to give her that position so she could be somebody important. Thankfully, she refused and came forward with that information.

Even to this day, EJ refuses to make up for what he did. We've given up on trying, finding it would be better to leave him in the dirt to rot, seeing as his life is falling apart on its own. We don't need to intervene.

It was a lesson for us all. But, let me just say this: we aren't as stupid as we seem.

Though EJ did a lot of horrible, horrible bullshit, I do ask that you (the reader) to not seek him out and harass him. He does not wish to talk about anything that has to do with us and he has gone far enough to threaten to sue if he is harassed. If could you respect our will, as well as his, to let this dispute lay to rest, we would really appreciate it. Moving on, now.

The reveal caused a stir within our community. We had taken this mans word for a while, now to find we were lied to, we're back at square one. EJ was permanently exiled. We decided to take a break so we had time to emotionally regather ourselves and figure out what we're going to do about everything. There was still the fact all of our information was filled with lies. We needed a way to eliminate all of the false information and separate it from what remained true. It took months. Hell, I still think we haven't fully cleaned everything out.

Another thing we decided was to let BlackSmithy return. The circumstances of his exile were determined unfair. They were built on a foundation of lies and had no reason to stay. He accepted and continues under the name ShieldHeroFan24 on the wiki.

It was about this time we encountered an agency of sorts through Discord. They'll remain unnamed out of respect, as I'm sure the last thing they want to deal with is a bunch of wide-eyed readers trying to contact them. I'll try to make this quick.

They ended up contacting us on Discord because we were linked to the disappearance of one of their agents, who will also remain unnamed for the time being. This guy had been researching our conflict. The agency took interest in The Many and decided to look further into it. The man assigned to the research wound up mentally deteriorating. We were shown a psych eval. What we were shown was worrying, to say the least. The guy wound up alarmingly obsessed with all of this. Growing paranoid, psychologically disturbed, a list that goes on.

We talked to three agents during this investigation. The reason we were suspects is because when this guy left, he left saying nothing more than "Venkon" and going completely off the radar. Nobody knows what happened, he can't even be contacted. That doesn't look good for us and makes it seem like we're directly responsible for his disappearance. Those agents had every right to suspect us, as annoying as it was.

That December, we were cleared, but one agent still stuck around because I wound up befriending him. He also assisted in something later that month until early January. Apparently Veran696 had been plotting with Xander, who was too far gone in his Ivich mind washing. She was making his situation even worse. Feeding the fire and all. What had they plotted? Well, nothing more than my capture and death. Reading this, you are wondering why I take this as a worse offense than the Ivich. It's quite simple. A Venkon should never betray their own. But, that's exactly what she did. Not brain washed, completely under free will. This plotting stemmed from the Ivich view that I am not human and that I am a threat. Xander presented his evidence that had been handed from the Ivichs, to which she took upon herself to look into and agreed to helping. They were going to try to study me before my death in very inhumane ways.

The agent I befriended decided to take advantage of Xander inviting him into this plotting. He would report information back to me to keep me safe. I would present this information to the others and we would discuss it. When the time was right, I threw out all of the evidence and we agreed Veran should be exiled for betraying her own group and labeling herself as a threat. Of course, it was met with a lot of refusal on her end to admit to what she did. She kept trying to come back with alts, stalking the wiki, trying to talk to us. Whenever she talked to me, she tried to make amends for what happened. However, when she talked to others, she spat venom and was a brute. They would send me screenshots of how she treated them. When I compared my treatment to theirs, I knew she was no better than before. In fact, I know she's reading this right now and watching the wiki as always. As long as there's no contact and she does something with her life other than obsess - we're good.

Once the dust from that event settled, I figured it would be a good idea to open additional domains to this wiki that would fall under other languages. We had a Spanish and Russian translation going on. For some reason, the Russian domain was shut down. I'm not sure why. It would be a good way to spread our community. It was also motivation for me to update and fix pages that were needing it or incomplete.

Later, Xander is officially marked as an Ivich by us. He requested it personally in a moment of clarity that he had. These random bursts weren't common and we were getting them less and less. So, we did just that and marked him. Not long after that, Weesee II left us, not really stating why. I wasn't really surprised.

Sometime in February, Xander started sending us stuff in the Discord. Apparently another clone had been made, one based off of BlackSmithy. Xander asked Smithy to name it, so he chose "Ego" for its name. So, we have Jareck\*sss, IM STILL DEAD, X and the latest addition - Ego.

Same month, our wiki was temporarily shut down by wiki staff. We fought with them on the matter for a bit, and just as the last time, we got it reopened. This event wound up giving us the idea to fully go through with our plans to move to our own website. We did for a while, but eventually I lost the time to keep designing it and it was getting to be a waste of money. I have other things to put my money towards. Such as college, car payments, my phone. All that adult stuff. As much as I'd love for us to gain our own network one day, that likely won't happen for a long time if we ever decide to go back to that plan.

March 2020 was fairly silent. We got the genius plan to cure our boredom by starting to make a video game, currently under the name of Project Karma. It's based on all of this, but altered. I can't say much, but we're looking for some extra hands.

Late March, Xander comes to the Discord and tells us he's going to attempt to slip away from the Ivich Army for good. I got permission from him to write this, before anyone attacks me over revealing his escape. He said other defective Ivich members were going to assist him in escaping. The mind washing he went through was too extreme for him to act on his own. I won't flood this part going into detail on his time under them, instead I'll let him write on that since it's worth being a page on its own.

During Xander's coma, we met Alexander of the Black Diamond Society. A forming group who took interest in us. After much talking between groups and getting questions answered, we were able to form an alliance with them. They help us, we help them. I can't say much on this group, but Alexander gave me permission to include them in this article. Not long after our alliance was made, he registered to become a Venkon and passed.

When the COVID-19 pandemic rolled around and the world was forced into isolation, we got more bored than former silent months. So bored, we went out of our way to talk to that agency again and The Many. We started working with one of the agents we've had contact with on and off, seeing as the one I befriended has been gone for the last two months. A group chat was made on Discord between me, the agent, BlackSmithy and Xander.

The agent traded off more information about The Many that they had obtained, while we passed off ours. From the agency, we were given a transcript from their group confronting a creature of The Many, but it went horribly wrong. We were given details about their return, too. Nine sent, seven returning, mentally destroyed. It sounds that since then, they haven't touched The Many.

We've spent a lot of time theorizing with the information we have in total, but we're far from any conclusions or attempts to redo this. The agent is fairly busy with other things, so his responses aren't always the fastest. We've been waiting on him.

Other than that, we've had some new Venkons join and more applying. It's gone well so far. Later in the month, though, we got a pleasant surprise.

Xander managed to return to us entirely and break free from the Ivich bastards that had him. I'm not too free to talk about how he escaped and what methods were used for the sake of his protection, to the rogues involved in helping him and anyone that follows in his path. Xander is still recovering to this day, but he has been slowly sharing information with us that helps and he provides theories based off of his experience. We have learned a lot from his time there both on the other side and how it has an affect on people in general. Later, when Xander was sure he was stable enough to join us, he reapplied and has been a Venkon since.

Aside from gaining more Venkons, we had something in May 2020 with a guy who went by "Fortis" that was in our server. He became strange and paranoid, later vanishing from the server and messaging me a goodbye and he was reconsidering his choices. After a while, Xander managed to get him to spill. It's all logged in both Lothbrok the Living and Saved Chat: Fortis for more detail. We're still unsure what to make of this, but we are skeptical.

By early June, we managed to get in contact with Doubledown after six years! Though I only had one interaction with him, he came to our server with proof of who he is. He goes by "The Sun" on Discord and admitted that he is still in contact with Ivichs and still helps when asked. So far, he is the only Ivich in our server. He doesn't speak much because he is very busy with his job and other hobbies, but he's pretty chill and answers our questions to the best of his ability. Granted, he can't answer everything. Saved Chat: Doubledown for reference. He has been silent as of recent, though. The last we heard from him was July 3rd, 2020.

July 2020 in itself is pretty uneventful for the conflict. While we've been at this stand still, we managed to rake in more Venkons. That's always good. Additionally, we're back open with the translation projects. We now have Greek, Italian, Spanish, Russian, Hindi, Japanese and German. We're hoping to expand more in the future to gather more than an English based community.

August and September have been fair. Our community is still growing as expected. Since we're relatively tucked away into the corners of the vast, unending internet, any sign of life out in our place is appreciated.

By August, we had to remove Terrios528/Nathan from the Venkons after a dispute in our public Discord server that contained information that was not to leave the group. He has taken time off since to better himself. It's currently October second as I write this, so it has been two months. We can only hope there is improvement.

At the end of August, both Devon and I experience some strange paranormal stuff I can't really explain too well. I had him on a call on Discord as I dropped a friend off at work. Driving home, I heard this weird whining/moaning sound that was almost feminine but very croaky. There was nobody else in my car and I was using my Bluetooth connection to talk to him. I asked and he has nothing on his end. Further along my drive, we both started hearing the same thing. There was nobody else in the call with us. By the time I arrived home and pulled up behind my garage, it was fairly late. I heard this unexplainable low roaring/screaming and it was very loud. I froze up and felt this rise of energy. Devon heard it too and I ran inside as I was completely defenseless. We still have no clue what that was all about.

The months between August and December have been quiet. We did manage to get in contact with a former Ivich, but they will remain unnamed here. All information pertaining to this encounter can be found in A Puzzling Parable, Saved Chat: Anonymous Source, Saved Chat: Medium, and Saved Chat: Open Notes. While on the subject of this individual, I'll come out and say that they have been unreachable since October of 2020. We have no clue what happened to them, but best of luck. The information and support was helpful, to say the least.

We've been fairly quiet since gaining this information. Nothing of note has happened other than small petty conflicts and drama surrounding our community as always, but that should just be a given. We've had more members joining and they're all doing great.

December is almost over and there is still nothing to show. In my past, I've learned that silence is nothing good. A quiet moment turns restless, and then it becomes relentless. Unfortunately, December 2020, Wikia changed once again and removed our chat feature and brought some bizarre layout. None of us are liking it.

What will 2021 hold, I wonder?