You are, all of you, Pegboys. Cowering behind your monitors, thinking... what, I wonder? That you might escape the coming newfags? No. Your Cheerios will burn until their surface is but glass! And not even your Shiska will live to creep, blackened, from his hole to mar the reflection of our passage; the culmination of our Journey. For your destruction is the will of Achronos! And I...I am his alt!