Bah! With a shaky fist (), I damn thee [TFF] for finally pulling me back into its sweaty bosom. It was bound to happen, of course, but I don't think I expected to actually return. I mean it's an odd sensation that I feel, like the guilt of regretting a mistake of the past. Though ironically, I do regret parts of my attitude in the past that brought about the failure of somethings and the division of others. Mostly of how I treated some people and let a lot of little things get to me, which eventually built up to a point where I had to leave.

In any case, for those who know me the G man is here once again, but more importantly I've come back with a freer and lighter character than before. And though, while my madness hasn't changed (), I'm a bit less wound up. Expect a gentler conquest of doom. Oh, and don't forget to bow before me, infidels.

Have a nice day running for your lives!

Insincerely yours, Gravis