Diary Entry #220
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Sven, mine Prime Librarian, is a self-made man! I know that to be true, for I saw him rise from the dirt and mud and turn most humanoid. How he hath accomplished such a task, I couldn’t possibly imagine.
My newly appointed Head Librarian is a kind young man, begging me to show mercy to Sven, to use instead this great wrath that so beats inside this unknowable female chest against mine ex-wife. He even tells me Sven was the one who sent him to aid me in my time of grave need.
A Head Librarian need must be made of harder stuff, as Sven was.
Hmmmm. It would appear I need must do a rather unfortunate something when mine original body is returned me.
Diary Entry #222
Long has the Head Librarian ridden on mine were-rabbit back, and longer yet have I ran, but at last the stench of several dozens of moldy Librarians is felt within the air. At long last, I shall close mine mitts betwixt the throat of the vile body-snitching ex!
Strange how this entire journey has changed me. I have learned much — sometimes, turning the enemy to ash between your boot need not be seen as the only move left to a man of action.
Turns out, tearing throats when shifting into a rabbit is even better for that! ‘S all about that personal touch, you see.
Now, I sleep. Tomorrow, I face the wife, kill Sven, and destroy this wretched piss-hole of a country.
Or at least all the rabbit hunters in it.
Creatures named Sven always get the axe.
Trust you me.