This is Third Impact fellas...
The end of Christory is now visible just on the horizon. We don't know what exactly it is, yet, but it's the end, and it's rapidly approaching. It could be prison, It could be shunned obscurity, it could be institutionalization... Anything... Yet we have no idea... The Lovequest is finally over for real, but at what cost? The cost: All of Christory. Any hope we had for Chris getting better. Any hope for him to wake up. How so? It ended through him sexually abusing his 80 year old possibly senile mother. It ended through him getting cut off from Null permanently because of his own lying. The stuff he blamed on trolls, weens, A-logs, Jerkops... All him...
All of this... This monstrous eldritch horror possessing a human form... used to be an innocent 10 year old boy happy about winning a sweepstakes. This 10 year old boy... molded by his negligent parents, abusive authority figures, constant enabling, lack of being taught consequences... into the absolute horrorshow we see currently collecting the souls of normies, weens, trolls, christorians, a-logs, enablers, and many more in this final hellshow. The most dedicated on the Kiwifarms standing in solidarity, watching Chris tear himself apart, just as Shinji and Asuka helplessly watch their best friend, consumed by Lillith, bring forth the apocalyptic end. All of us are in the place of Shinji and Asuka, and Chris is in Lillith/Rei's place. He seemed almost like a distant, just-barely-reachable frenemy, until he was not. Until he was consumed by the very evil of his existence..
And to think all of this could have been.. *prevented*.. had someone.. *ANYONE*.. stepped in and had an early intervention with Chris. Had they taught him that Autism is a diagnosis and not an excuse.. Had they helped him, and taught him how to form, build and create actual social bonds.. Had they helped set him on the right path in life.. Maybe. JUST GODDAMN MAYBE. He could have been successful, writing his now-completely-original "Sonichu" comics for the world to enjoy.. With his sweetheart, or possibly man-sweetheart if he was able to come to terms with his sexuality, having or adopting at least one child to pass the legacy onto.. Maybe the Kiwifarms would have no reason to exist, or exist for different reasons onto that timeline's version of his current reality.. Maybe DarkSydePhil could have taken his place in a tamer, far more boring and unfamiliar equivalent to what we have now. Sadly... We never got that..
On this fateful day, July 31st, 2021, we gather to witness the end of christory ITSELF. 15 years of infamy.. 15 years of agonizing horror finally put to an end.. Hundreds of thousands of hours thrown to the winds of Father Time.. The fall, and painful, grievingly-unrecognizable state of it being finally over after 15 years of torture.. the sorrowful, unsettlingly peaceful QUIET of the aftermath.. all for what? What did we EVER gain from ANY of this? We only gained laughs, a massive historical biography that is unlikely to survive to 500, and an absolutely horrific case study of what neglect and abuse can do to the disabled mind. In the end, it was all so insignificant... So worthless... Yet we tried.. because we could. Because we had the willingness, and the TIME, and the BOREDOM to push on~!
Let this be a unifying day, but also a day of grief, both for how all of this has brought us together in the absolute worst of times, in one of the WORST Earthen timelines according to our perception.. Let us celebrate for the friends we made along the way, the laughs we got from the hilarious insanity, the companionships we made! We must also grieve, however. For our precious wasted hours.. For our tears, our anger.. Our wounds, our emotional scars.. Our own suffering through ALL OF IT. Let us also grieve for the many he's wronged.
Let us grieve for Adam Stackhouse, for Chris has needlessly harassed him, just because he won a Parappa-The-Rapper contest. Let us grieve for Megan Schroeder, for Chris has obsessed over her body and brought her extreme pain with that horrorpiece he drew of her. Let us grieve for Christopher Duckworth, for he has not an idea the monster his false opponent would become. Let us grieve for Cole Smithey, for he has had to navigate and claw his way out of Hell, only to bear witness to his half-brother become a monster in front of his very eyes. Most of all, let us grieve for Let us grieve for Mary Lee Walsh, for Chris has villainized her and turned her into a sex object of hate out of pure spite for him facing consequences. She, from my perspective, is the saddest case of Chris's vitriol hurting others.
We must also remember to grieve for ourselves, no matter how famous we are in Christory. No matter how big we are in the field, no matter how insignificant. We all took our own losses, our own DRAINS, and many more. But no matter what, this has been a decade and a half of coming together as one, to laugh at, to mock, someone we all once called "friend." Do not forget the sacrifices you've made that have paid off in the form of inclusion, in the form of being welcomed, in the form of so much more. Do not forget how we've all managed to overcome our differences, no matter race, attraction orientation, gender, religion and so much more! We've done FAR more than the Left has EVER done to make such an inclusive community where everyone can agree and have a like-mind! We have effectively UNIFIED into a strong community! There may be many more obstacles and laughing stocks after this, but we all share the common knowledge that it will never be the same. It will never get as outrageous, nor as depraved, nor as horrifying, as the Truman-Show akin Oedipian Greek Tragedy, we all have collectively come to know as Christian Weston Chandler.
With all of that in mind, I'd like to close off with a quote from Theodore "Dr. Seuss" Geisel.
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."
Wherever we end up on the future path, I can only hope we somehow see eachother again, and have the same laghs as before..
Thank you for accompanying me on this wild trip, and Godspeed.