>>712726025
Here I lament the death of FF14. A tale as old as time, the hubris of a single man who destroyed the love of millions all for the sake of his bestiality fetish.
In Eorzea's realm, where heroes dwell,
A tale unfolds, a somber knell.
Final Fantasy's star, once shining bright,
Now dimmed by hubris, lost in night.
Naoki Yoshida, revered, once wise,
Steered the ship with gleaming eyes.
Yet pride did swell, a fatal flaw,
And Wuk Lamat became the law.
His cherished muse, this character new,
Wuk Lamat rose, her spotlight grew.
The Warrior of Light, once bold, now fades,
Outshone by her in narrative glades.
The Scions' tales, so rich, so grand,
Were cast aside by his command.
Players cried out, their voices shrill,
"Goodwill erodes, betrayed by will."
The forums blaze, the discord hums,
With tales of trust now turned to crumbs.
An out-of-touch decree, they claim,
Has tarnished deep this storied game.
Oh, Naoki, hear the plea,
Restore the heart of FF14's glee.
For hubris blinds, and pride misleads,
Rekindle love with humble deeds.
