DEAR CITIZENS OF THE ENDLESS EMPIRE,
WE ARE EVER-GROWING, BUT SO TOO ARE OUR ENEMIES.
THE ENDLESS EMPIRE HAS BEEN ATTACKED FROM MANY SIDES—NOT THAT THOSE VERMIN HAD MUCH TO SAY BEFORE WE CRUSHED THEM. THEIR PITIFUL EXISTENCE WAS SHORT-LIVED, AND NOW THEIR BODIES SERVE AS FERTILIZER FOR OUR BEAUTIFUL RED FLOWERS.
NEVERTHELESS, WE REQUIRE BETTER COMMUNICATION TO RESPOND SWIFTLY TO THREATS AND TO COLLECTIVELY LAUGH AT THE MISERY OF OUR FOES.
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AFTER GENERATIONS OF RELENTLESS LABOR BY OUR GREATEST SCIENTISTS, WE HAVE AT LAST FOUND THE SOLUTION.
THE ENDLESS EMPIRE NOW HAS A DISCORD SERVER.
IT IS NOT MERELY A PLACE WHERE I SHALL OCCASIONALLY VENT ABOUT OUR LAZY CURATOR—WHO, UNBELIEVABLY, CLAIMED LAST WEEK THAT HE WOULD ONLY WORK 18 HOURS A DAY. CAN YOU IMAGINE SUCH INSOLENCE?
NO, THIS IS MORE THAN THAT. IT IS A GRAND HAVEN WHERE WE SHALL CELEBRATE THE GLORY OF THE ENDLESS EMPIRE, SHARE MESMERIZING IMAGES MADE BY BOBO THE ELEPHANT, AND STRENGTHEN OUR UNBREAKABLE BONDS.