And so my warnings went unheeded, my lessons ignored. Some would blame me for this, the failings of the student ultimately fall upon the teacher one may say, but that's not a shape I can see no matter how I turn this situation, the forces and ignorance that plotted against us were too much for a single soul to combat.
Nonetheless here we are, the quagmire of shitposts that we sank into became an ocean, our reputation in shambles, the brightest who once stood by us long since turned away. We aren't losing, this is already the loss state. The ashes of the burning city have long gone cold and blown away, the sacking but a distant memory.
So what does one do? What choices are left? Leaving certainly isn't an option, otherwise you would've left long ago. And so there's a binary remaining, remain in squalor or strive for improvement. A middle ground doesn't exist, there is no gray in Gensokyo, standing by is letting this place fall apart.
Those who wish to be human or greater, continue with the gameplay, the OC, the challenges.