So, as I promised I would, I have [i]deleted[/i] my characters. This was an act of catharsis, and you know, I feel better for it. I'm not going to rant on about why I'm leaving, as it should be obvious to a lot of people by now, so don't expect a long "thing" as to the reasoning of me leaving Destiny behind. All I want to do is say farewell to a few groups. To the Good Community: You have at times been fond friends, great conversationalists and strong debate partners. You have entertained with your jokes and observations and awed me with your creativity (especially those choreographed dance routines). If such kindness existed in greater numbers in this community, it'd be a much better place. To the Bad Community: Alas, the Bad greatly outnumbers the Good in here. At your best, you're insulting, at your worst, you are a collection of legitimate Sociopaths. You as a "community" actually make me pity your parents and your partners. You are in serious need of real clinical help. Please, seek therapy or medication where it is needed. You have turned this place into a hive of trolls, bitterness, arrogance, stupidity and childish self-entitlement. Good riddance. To the game, Destiny: I feel sad for you the most. You could have been so much more. You could have reached distant stars, plundered adrift vessels in space. We could have had dog-fights in nebulas. You were promised grand things and things so small yet significant in their own way. Instead you were hollowed out. Torn to shreds. Gutted. You were made misshapen by poor Taxidermy and labeled "game". I weep for what you could have been. To Bungie: You were great once. You had an uncompromised vision. You had a heart that beat for your fans and a soul that radiated brilliance. But now? You live in this bubble made of spit, hanging off the edge of a greedy corporations mouth. You feign "community". You make pledges and do not deliver. You do not listen as you once did and you offer us empty boxes with price tags attached. You do not speak to us because your mouths are sewn shut by thread handed to you, stitched with your own needle. You made fools of a lot of people and worse. You made them believe the lies. You made them follow you out of desperate hope. I say this with all that it entails. Bungie, you have become Donald Trump. So that's it. I was there for the beta. I was there for day one. But I'm gone before the end. I feel no loss, only hope for what's to come. Peace.