⍑ᒷ∷ᒲ╎ℸ ̣ ᓭ, !¡ꖎᔑ||ᒷ∷ᓭ 𝙹リ ᔑ ᓭᒷ∷⍊ᒷ∷. A '↸||ᓭ⎓⚍リᓵℸ ̣ ╎𝙹リᔑꖎ ⎓ᔑᒲ╎ꖎ||', ᔑ ⊣∷𝙹⚍!¡ 𝙹⎓ ⎓∷╎ᒷリ↸ᓭ. P∷ᔑリꖌᓭℸ ̣ ᒷ∷ᓭ ᔑリ↸ ⎓ᔑꖌᒷ ᒷリᒷᒲ||'ᓭ, ᓭ𝙹𝙹リ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ʖᒷ ∷ᒷᔑꖎ. W⍑ᔑℸ ̣  ∴╎ꖎꖎ ⚍リ⎓𝙹ꖎ↸ ╎リ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ リᒷ ̇/ℸ ̣  ᒷ⍊ᒷリℸ ̣ ᓭ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ᓵ𝙹ᒲᒷ? cᔑ∷リᔑ⊣ᒷ? dᒷᔑℸ ̣ ⍑? uリ↸ᒷ∷ᓭℸ ̣ ᔑリ↸╎リ⊣? f∷ᒷᒷ↸𝙹ᒲ? t⍑ᒷ|| ∴𝙹リ'ℸ ̣  ⎓╎リ↸ 𝙹⚍ℸ ̣ ...ʖᒷᓵᔑ⚍ᓭᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑╎ᓭ ╎ᓭ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ᒷリ↸ 𝙹⎓ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ╎∷ ᓭℸ ̣ 𝙹∷||. Sᔑ|| ⊣𝙹𝙹↸ʖ||ᒷ, ᓭᔑ|| ⊣𝙹𝙹↸ʖ||ᒷ ʖᒷ⎓𝙹∷ᒷ ╎ℸ ̣ 'ᓭ ℸ ̣ 𝙹 ꖎᔑℸ ̣ ᒷ~

Takes place during season 7
TW: Mentions of Death. I think that's it, if I missed anything let me know!

Death, carnage, regret, survivor's guilt, this is what you see and feel after a war, after a battle, but of which kind? Impulse's head swam as he looked around. "Hello?" He called out. A hand was stretched out in front of him. Impulse looked up. Their stood a man who he shared good times with. GoodTimesWithScar. "Scar?" Impulse asked a smile lighting up his face. "Good to see you to, let's head back before G-Man freaks out again." Scar said. "What happened?" Impulse asked, knowing it could be anything. "Well, firstly me and Grian were killed by this entity, then Grian woke up here and had some time to look around. He found this old library set up in an area. When I was killed, Grian helped me and showed me the way to the library. We found out all about the cam accounts. I also read that wherever they killed you is where your scar is. No, not me." He finished for clarification. Impulse snickered assuming it had begun with Grian. "Scar...?" A tired voice called out. It was Grian. Impulse's guard cam back up from the previous battle but lowered when he saw the concerned looked on the shorter hermits face. "Thank the queen's crown." Grian muttered. Walking over to them he hummed the Mumbo afk song. Impulse noticed a huge white line going from the right side to a little past the center of Grian's neck. "Is that the scar you were talking about Scar?" Impulse asked. Grian let out a giggle covered up by a cough. Scar sighed dramatically before revealing his own scar. It stretched from his lower neck to the base of his skull and went severely deep. Impulse had the derpy-omg look on his face and slowly nodded. "What's mine like?" He asked. Grian and Scar shared a look before Grian replied, "It's a deep scar, coming from your right eye to your equilibrium*." (*center of the face) Scar had a puzzled expression. "I don't get it, it's not that deep." Grian studied the scar for a second and nodded. "I agree, maybe blood loss, or something like that." Impulse shrugged as Grian showed them to the library.

Impulse looked around grabbing a scroll out of the barrel. "The scrolls are all in a different language." Scar told him, grabbing a book from the hanging shelf. "One of these books should have some form or translation." Impulse nodded at Scar's other comment and opened the scroll to find it in English.

'Will we be taken over or will we rise back? These are questions that have rang through their minds even as we watch and they listen we all are concerned. If they do not win then we will all perish. Surely they are smarter then that, if they chose this it's there faults not ours. I hate being locked up, caged, when I'm free they will know, no freedom. Then they'll be forced to watch and listen instead of us.'

Impulse showed the other to before being interrupted as a 'pop' filled the silence. Grian sighed and said he'd meet them back here. "Is someone else here?" Impulse asked Scar as they reread the scrolls and books. "Mhm." Scar said. Grian came back in a few minutes later dragging Ren by his ankle into the old library. Scar and Impulse exchanged looks of what-on-earth-?. Turning back to Grian, Impulse helped the small hermit carry/drag Ren to flat area that wasn't covered in books. "Are you automatically unconscious if your killed?" Impulse asked. Grian shrugged. "I have no idea but we'll have to wait until he wakes up." Impulse nodded before handing Scar the scroll and grabbing a book off the shelf. This was going to be a long day or was it night? Impulse shrugged it off (like many things), and opened the book up.