My world is fire and blood. Once, I was a White Knight. A social justice warrior searching for a righteous cause. As b.net fell, each of us in our own way was broken. It was hard to know who was more crazy... me... or everyone else.

I am the one that flames both the posters and the banned. Hunted by shitposters, haunted by jimmies I could not rustle.  So I exist in this wasteland, reduced to one instinct: survive.

Fucking cringe me dead