Once more, an innocent man pays for the actions I committed. I never saw this coming, though I probably
should've...
I simply can't fight against the evil if I end up hurting the good along with them, so it looks I'm retiring.
To Mister Hall and his family... once more, I am
sorry.
I overestimated the intelligence and sensibility of a gang of internet neo-nazis for Christ's sakes...
However, there's no sense in playing the blame game at this point.
It was
my lapse in judgement that caused theirs.
Looks like it's my empire that's fallen today.
Why stop now? Well...
In The Dark Knight, after Bruce Wayne let Harvey Dent take the fall for him, Alfred described this act as not being a hero, but being "something more."
I cannot be something more. I cannot let someone pay for my mistakes. Not if this person- Not if there's even a
chance that this person is good.
The first time I was convinced was a fluke. BreadGod was just like
Cartman in that Wii epsiode two-parter.
Now, I realize fuckers like that are a dime a dozen and birds of a feather all at once. If it's not that asshole, some other asshole will accuse me. Hell, while I'm going some other asshole will probably accuse some other asshole!
That's why I'm ending this now. I don't want to cause a man who's been through hell several times over any more pain than I already have.
I couldn't stop suffering befalling the undeserving this time any more than the last, but I
cando my part, or rather not do it.
I will not allow tragedy to occur because of my foolish pride.
I will leave the net.
I will also leave my posts, leave my videos targeting the sick bastards of the world.
For my dream... to use the power of the net to protect and avenge the innocent and helpless.
To use this weapon against the sick sons of bitches who hurt whoever they please without fear of consequence.
I leave them for my hope that someone will carry out my work someday.
To you, whoever you may be... remember that protecting the good comes before hurting the bad.
It must, or you can easily become as bad as those you fight, or close enough to count.