I see that in my absence you still haven't developed any kind of literary skills; you are still writing with the skills of a lame baboon and uttering the same pathetic insults.

Your pathetic attempts at public relations spin (you try so hard to be Zenichiro, shame you aren't a patch on him) are once again so laughably obvious.

I believe Orthwein hit the nail right on the head when he told you to keep your talents (I don't think this word was meant literally before you get excited) to tales of 'fending off X many invasion' - for tales are all they are.

Orinoko

Written by my hand on the 1st of Cloudburst, in the year 1111.