Ktotes the mighty! Ktotes the unerring! Ktotes the unassailable! To you we give praise! We are but maggots, writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars! But you were once man! Aye! And as man, you said, “Let me show you the power of Kaytotes Hammingshire, born of the North, where my breath is long winter. I breathe now, in royalty,and reshape this server which is mine. I do this for you, third-worlders, for I love you.”

Aye, love. Love! Even as man, great Ktotes cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Private Servers! The future of WoW! And there it is, friends! The ugly truth!

We are the children of man! Ktotes is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit! The very idea is inconceivable to our Turtle overlords! Sharing the server with us? With chuds? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on earth! Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Does Crogge take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives?