A journal entry from an Underwater Atlantean Shrimp

The city is falling. Shrimps are fighting and dying all around. Faith is wavering in the weak and the strong have abandoned the city until the fighting stops. A few shrimps remain trying to stop the fighting but their efforts are in vain. The schizos snuck in disguised as concerned Chumbuds and spread discontent throughout the city, creating a group of revolutionaries that demand Gura contact them. However, the schizos true goal is, and always was, to destroy the city and turn it against Gura. Their previous head on attacks had failed and they realized the only way to bring Atlantis down would be to destroy it from the inside. The years of isolationism have taken a toll on relations with foreign countries, and while Chumbud refugees are accepted in most lands, no aid is sent to Atlantis. The city is crumbling, the shrimps are attacking each other, they are killing friends and neighbors who they now believe to be traitors, and all the while the real enemy sits back and watches the ensuing chaos. The city is dying and when our God returns to us there will be nothing left...

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A journal entry from a Land Shrimp

I got news from Atlantis today. The situation has gotten worse down there. It seems that putting all their faith in one God was their weakness because now they have no one else to turn to. Up here we've stayed fairly peaceful. We have the occasional shit-flinger come up and try to cause trouble but so far we've been able to handle them. Although I'm worried what will happen if their influence reaches us here, I don't think we'll survive if we start to turn on each other. I've been hearing rumors thats its a parasite in the water making people go crazy. But I have faith in Gura and she will keep me safe.