Let me tell you all a story about how we almost lost the Groves of Arcadia. An invasive species of plant, the Kudzu, had begun slowly choking the life from the trees, killing them off one by one. The food chain of Arcadia was seriously shaken as species of vegetation slowly disappeared, and these vines began appearing.  

They were climbing the trees, choking out the life of the trees and plants they became entangled in.  Resources plummeted; Zeus panicked as these opportunistic vines tore The Groves apart indiscriminately. 

It took the biggest brains, the clearest thinkers, and the calmest hands in Arcadia to pull the Groves back from the end of the edge of annihilation. 

Now, I watch as a man walks around wrapping “his” chains around whatever he can.  We all watched the harrowing display of Red Snow as Six Feet Under was slowly consumed by the new invasive species in Arcadia.   

Watching as the Voodoo Queen herself, Calypso disappeared in a flash while begging for her life.  She lamented to this ravenous creature about agreements made and never kept but it didn’t care.  It just consumed her for its own gain.  

Or the static-filled screen we saw as Malakai Midnight fell in front of all of his followers.  As this entity with the insatiable appetite killed him while he exclaimed promises never kept but his demise was all it cared about.  

Then the creature truly upset the order of Arcadia when it took and caved in the skull of Tombstone in an attempt to kill the Already Dead and take his place.  The Beast thinking only of the power it would ascertain from the former Ferryman’s demise. 

For how long did this fester between you and Igor, Gravedigger?  For how long did you creep like the Kudzu waiting for your opportunity to tear down the walls of Six Feet Under?  To break the very order of life and death in Arcadia? 

You’re Arcadia’s Kudzu vines now, you slowly, and methodically tore out what could be called a cornerstone of OSW leaving behind a void that you could fill with your very existence.  But the thing that’s different this time is Zeus is feeding you and giving you light to grow in.  He’s become a useful idiot not recognizing that you’ve already bit the hand that’s fed you once before. 

But I know heavy is the head which wears the crown which is why I’m ready to reach down and pull the Kudzu vine a blight on Arcadia that doesn’t deserve to be preserved. 

I will become the herbicide that causes you to wither and die upon the very vine that those chains you carry rest upon Gravedigger, because we all know all it will take is One Shot, One Kill, and the only grave we’ll find you at is your very own.  Another invasive species stopped by the calmest hand in Arcadia, dead, burned, and buried.