For many long years, I waited.

Watching, waiting, commiserating. I tried to say it wasn't so. I turned the lights off. I would've asked to been carried home during this dark period, but I seldom left my room to do anything except use the microwave and take a dump.

I had been laughed off of a website, on the internet.

The first time was almost too difficult to bear. My username tarnished. Dismissed as nothing but a casual troll. Pah, what did they know about art? About humor? Those who had driven me off and dismissed me, when all I wanted was to laugh... I would have my revenge. I knew what had to be done.

My goals were simple. The social structure of the site, the fabric of which it had all been woven had grown stale, riddled with corruption, favoritism, and poor taste in anime.

I wanted to change everything. If I could get the masses on my side, expose the site for the corruption that it housed, and bring on a new era of equal opportunity for all... This was my dream. The old me couldn't have done much besides say "lol" or "haha". It simply couldn't be done. There had to be a change. It would all be carefully calculated over the course of a half-year.

It took some time and careful preparation. A totally new persona would have to be built. I would have to cut all ties with the name on this site I had adopted and all character traits that went with it. To become who I wanted to be, I had to transcend the mask. The user I was ceased to exist. I had to exorcise every tendency I had. It was a great challenge that involved many sleepless nights, tossing, turning as I detoxed myself from the lols, but it would all be worth it. It was through this mental toughness that I got to where I needed to be.

"What to choose," I would mutter to myself as I sat at my keyboard in a dimly lit room in the wee hours of the morning, racking my brain for the ideal solution. I needed to have the best disguise, one that no one could top. One that would make people doubt my true identity much like they doubt anyone new who wins a trophy being anyone other than abc.

haha lol abc is a lolegend.

urgh... stop that... now then. Back on track - I had to be the anti-thesis of everything I had ever known. Suppressing the other side would prove to be a great challenge.

With my hat, monocle, and mysterious silhouette avatar, I was ready to go. I found a new VPN, created a fresh email and entered the name into the box. I received the email. I activated my account, and I got to playing. "Oh hello, I'm new..." I would say in classic mafia tables. The seeds were planted. I had to bide my time, or rather, continue biding my time. "Hrm, yes, hrm," this will do, I would say upon inspecting my e-profile. I tried not to get too distraught when the number of profile visits were low. That could be fixed later.

I began playing games, racking up points, building a following, a persona. The forums... I strayed from them. There would be a time for me to reclaim them as my own, but for now, I had to be most patient and calculative. The journey was long, the pain... hrm... lol... urck... arduous.

... We even forgot our own name. Isn't that right?

I was reborn. I am... Arcbell, and this is my story.