I can't help you furaffinity, you have passed beyond my help.
I gave you one last chance but it was refused (of what good blessings I could give you).
Sad and poor furaffinity, I bid you well in your slumber. Just retire while you are ahead.
I can't help you furries (and those artists that are not furries but that have been involved in the fandom,) my help was taken and not acknowledged. It was passed by without a care as some regular amount of luck.
No, I go beyond your realm of sight, far beyond where you could reach me. It's too late now for I go away.
I may give you a look back but I will no longer help you.
Vain and selfish furries, you dare to compare yourself to me. For the treatment of me and the neglect of my conscience you will fall in less than a fortnight, believe as you once did, the spell will be broken. Then look to the sun that follows the moon for there on the horizon holding his sword aloft will be the might that smashes you beyond repair.
Hail you artists that are left, you should be lucky if you are not buried in this miasma and ruin. For those who hold true more true on the inside, you seem meek on the outside.
You will continue outside of this furry mess doing what you have done before but now the best.
So it is written, so it is done.
Have fun!

My power leaves you now to be stowed away as I leave to start over doing things offline. I have been set up to try to go out with a person by one of my friends. I will leave most of my 'second life' accounts in order to put my true self in best view and keep me focused in this way.

I leave you in the capable hands of . He's my head demon, and would be 's boss if he were active today.