I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS ACCURSED MODERN ERA.
I was merely attempting to look up “mechanical clock repair” when I was assaulted—yes, ASSAULTED—by a video of someone ''twerking'' while in the costume of ''Sahur'' for “TikTok rituals.”
WHAT IN THE NAME OF TIME-TURNING NONSENSE IS THAT SUPPOSED TO ACHIEVE?!
I fought in the Serpentine Wars. I survived centuries in hiding. I commanded armies. And now? NOW I have to scroll past some greasy mortal screaming “slay” while shoving glitter in a toaster.
Also...
MY SO-CALLED “YOUNGER” TWIN BROTHER Acronix (who is somehow 40 years my junior thanks to time-travel shenanigans and the universe hating me personally) just sent me a video of himself doing the “Skibidi Rizz Dance” wearing a bathrobe and roller skates.
I CANNOT ESCAPE THIS MADNESS.
I miss the days when “viral” meant plague.
I’m going to unplug my Sundial and live in a cave. Do not contact me unless you’re sending smoke signals or carrier pigeons
