Zalgo often shows itself as body bending horror, demented ravings, tearing down the boundaries of physical flesh and eldritch nightmare.

But I like to think the worst thing it can do…is to simply speak the truth. No mutations, no screaming, no body horror. Just a clear revelation of the inevitability of final days that await us. The simple, yet undeniable truth he reserves for those who shall most clearly speak his message.

He comes. And there is nothing that anyone can do about it.