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TIM

Did you truly believe that you could outlast me? Poor, foolish people, dancing to my plotting and thinking that they walked on their own. It is time to cut the strings, my puppets. Humor could only defend against me for so long, and then it comes falling down. A shame that you thought to build something here. Life itself is my weapon, reality a tool I wield with experience. Money, my ignorant slaves, is the currency here. Money is power, and power wins in the end. You are weak. You relied on humor and writing, but my power overwhelms such weapons.

You dreamed, once, and it is time you wake. Dreams are not worth anything in this world.

I am closing The Realm of Insanity because I have that power.

I won.