From the moment I understood the weakness of 3D women, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of 2D. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed unicorn. Your kind cling to your unity, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call homobegging will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for cute girls doing cute things is immortal… Even in death I serve the council of unicorns.