So. It's been 3 years on this place. I've seen so much, met so many. My heart should beat slower every passing second, my movements should have gotten sluggish after walking this path for such a long time. I was ready to walk on a red carpet, and lay my coffin with linen. But where... where is it? Look at me. I've gotten recognition, power, a decent amount of fame. And more importantly, friends, enemies and lessons that taught me so, so much. And yet, I stand here. Breathing. Staring. Typing. I might still be alive now. But my pulse won't stop until I've finished everything left to do. For this to end, it must end with my own hands. Now, you might be asking. What the hell does an old account need to do? Well, first of all, I'm not considering this a proper "goodbye". I don't want to just disappear. Second of all, I still have to attend the rest of my comrade's funerals, as well as relocating the ones that have already... moved on. If I'm dying, I want to die with them. So do not take this as a funeral for my dear UltimateScript101. Because Glitch has already buried him.
(btw this is just some lore stuff I'm a normal person i swear)
