The Fifth Coming

[Nathan]

Nearly a year after the mysterious disappearance of the Butter Bull en route from Smjorkyr to Athlon, the Dozan Bovic Church continued day to day activities. The pentheros, despite always having the fear of the Butter Bull in the back of his mind, decided that dissolving the church would instill only fear and panic in the church population. By now, the thought of the Butter Bull turning up had all but left Nathan's mind. Herd went on preaching the love and tolerance of the Butter Cow's messages. The church went on with its missionary work of bringing butter and milk and cheese to the poor and downtrodden. Life went on, and the church and nation itself had settled into a near comatose complacency.

However, one day, the first day of Natopuary, the month dedicated to celebrating the foundation and stability of the nation, the unthinkable happened.

It collapsed.

[Butter Bull]

BITCHES.

I broke your crappy little temple.

[Butter Bull]

Look at this map Bitches:



Look at all that crap you lost. Imma take care of it.

Damn.