I remember once when my dad gave me money to pay the electricity bill but instead i bought a raffle ticket for a brand new car. When i got home,i explained to my dad what i did and he beat the crap out of me. But the next day,when my dad woke up and opened the door,outside my house was a brand new car. We all cried especially me,because the car was from the electricity company,they were there to cut off the electricity, my dad beat the crap out of me again - NaCl, 28 Feb 2018

Once a man, Son of a boy. Farther of an army. Heroes come and go. This man however never left. He rose. He stood. He sat still. Nothing stopped this man. City to city. Kingdoms come and kingdoms fall, however this man did not. A rock weathers, he never did. Seasons change because of him. So much reach that gravity revolves around him. The light stops with him. Time was what he wanted. A gamer. A child once, built to lead for those to follow. He led the charge and we followed. He fought for those who could not. He chanted and we chanted too “We ARE GAMERS AND TOGETHER WE RISE UP”. We must continue for him and continue the story; till the day he returns. For those who know the stories, tell them. For what is said is true. This is a man of the gamers.