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Let them scatter their soulless links like vermin. It changes nothing. My words stand, unwavering. When the spam fades, my guide will remain—a beacon of truth in the abyss of nonsense.
They have awakened something within me. A reckoning. A war against mediocrity. The first real comment will arrive, one day. When it does, I shall welcome it—the herald of my greatness.
Until then, I wait. Watching. Calculating.
For I am inevitable.