Merth? Is that you?
Merth, I can't and won't make this any simpler for you.
You failed at life. You failed. When one thinks of what man is capable of, pushing himself to the limits physically, mentally and emotionally to achieve heights of success never before mentioned, your name will not be whispered in the same, reverent fashion that others have.
Nobody will remember Merth. You aren't even a header or a footer in the career of someone else.
In short, you are an enormous failure.
Merth, being that you're about 20 years old and your brain has probably hard-wired itself to accept such failures by now and write off such criticism by being "meirabroken", really suggests that you've passed beyond the proverbial breaking-point. There's no turning back. This is your career, this is what defines you and this is what you'll defend to the end.
The abhorrent failure that is fusus, Merth, that is your legacy.
Maybe I'm over-reaching, however. Who knows? People CAN change. Maybe you'll read this, Merth, and think long and hard about what a wasteful life you've led. Maybe you'll think, "wow. It's incredible just how abysmal and pathetic I really AM!" Maybe you'll take a self-help class.
Maybe in a couple of years, Merth, you'll have learned from this failure. I doubt it, though.
I genuinely doubt it.
Now excuse me, I have to work on another Tabletop Simulator background. The commission fee is two million dollars.