The first game of league of legends I ever played, I didn’t have the slightest fucking clue what was going on. It was different because in AOE 3, you commanded armies and had multiple different troops attacking, and doing different things. I like that this was not the case in LOL, because I wanted something different.
I will start this this story from a very vivid memory I have. First, let me state that I have suffered from suicidal ideations damn near my whole life. I have always attempted to mask these feelings, whether through smoking weed, skateboarding, watching excessive amounts of television, music, etc…
I was hospitalized in 200X in Xmonth, but that is another story, when I was released from the hospital, I was forced to attend an outpatient drug treatment program for marijuana. Before I continue, let me say this, I believe that marijuana has had more of positive impact on my life than negative, 2 hits of weed in my teenage years would bring me out of my most severe depressions. I would literally be crying my eyes out in my bed wishing that some alternate force would take my life so I didn’t have to suicide, because I knew if I suicided I would go to hell and that was enough incentive to not commit the deed… but anyways, when I was released from my first hospitalization, it was the first time in my life I had to live with coping without marijuana, since a young age. I didn’t know how to cope.
Now, back to my vivid memory, I remember being in a chinese food restaurant what couldn’t have been more than 3 days after I was released from when? inpatient. I was delusionally trying to devise a plan where I could relocate to California so I could get a medical marijuana card and smoke freely without any limitaions, opposed to staying where I lived and having to be sober. After about 10 minutes of running each and every scenario through my head on how I could make it work, reality hit me in face like a brick. It’s not happening. I immediately started thinking of how I could possibly cope with reality.
At some point, I had a dream about Age of Empires? X-Box video game I had played when I was a kid. I remembered how much I enjoyed it so I said fuck it, I’ll give it another try. Long story short, I became addicted to the video game just like I had been addicted to every other coping mechanism that I indulged in my life. I wasn’t necessarily addicted to the game, I was addicted to blocking out my cold, cruel, hard, and painful reality.
Within a month, I was playing the game between 8 and 18 hours a day. I would play the game through the day, then stay up all night, and attend my college class at 8:XX and would be fallng asleep in class, I started pissing in bottles so I wouldn’t have to go 1 minute and 30 seconds without the game. I would say this was one of the lower points in my life, but every damn day since I popped out the uterus was a low point. I have failed at 99.9% of things In life that I have attemped, and this game was not the .01%
Anyways, this went on for about a year and X months of losing, being insulted by fellow players, disapointing my team mates, and overall, just contributing to my neverending misery, I said fuck it, I can’t do this anymore. So I checked out some online videos of popular free videogames. I stumbled upon League of Legends. League of legends to me was an untamable beast. Literally. What I am going to disclose about this game, some people might not be capable of stomaching or believing, but whethter you believe it or not, it’s true. This is my league of legends testimony.
I am going to make a pretty bold statement right now. Before you decide for yourself whether I a am either a nutjob who needs to take his medication, or someone who knows more than the average person, (Which I am btw) at least accept the cold hard facts which I am about to convey to you before you read my the folowing passages.
Well here it is… The most popular game in the world, League of legends, might as well be called League of Satan. Demonic and evil entities are the driving force behind this game.
The first game of league of legends I ever played, I didn’t have the slightest fucking clue what was going on. It was different because in AOE 3, you commanded armies and had multiple different troops attacking, and doing different things. I liked that this was not the case in LOL, because I wanted something different.
You only control one “champion” in LOL. Anyone who makes a new account starts at level 1. You have to play against AI until level 3. The first champ I ever played was Dr. Mundo, It is very hard to find a comprehensive guide online on how to play. Throughout my league career I learned 99.1% of everything on my own. At first I didn’t even know enemy from ally. I didn’t know that each champ has 4 moves, I didn’t know what you had to do to win, I didn’t know anything.
To be a successful league player, you have to be familiar with not only between 150-200 champs, you have to know every champs 4 moves, their “passive” which is a characteristic that makes each champ unique, you have to know the range of every ability. Their cooldowns (how long it takes for each move to be useable, after boing used) You need to know the map inside out, what compositions of champs work well together and which don’t. You have to know the traits of, and viability of approximately 200 items, how much gold they cost, and which work well with what champ, and when to and not to use them situaltionally depending on your enemy’s, or ally’s item build. Other than picking up a tip here and a tip there, I learned this all on my own over the course of about 4 years.
I always sucked at the game until the day I quit. I invested in LOL probably more than I did in skateboarding. It has always been difficult for me to leave things behind, especially when I have invested large amounts of time and effort towards the habit, or activity, especially when I haven’t successfully conquered “it”, what ever “it” may be. I always felt, “Well, I’ve put this much time and energy into “insert here”, if I leave it behind now, the last X amount of time and energy would have gone to nothing and it would be a complete waste of time”.
To keep this relatively short, after about 2 years of religiously playing 8 to 14 hours a day, I was still getting destroyed. There are two main methods of gameplay. Normals, and ranked. In normals, it is not serious. You play normals when you are either a beginner, or you want to try out a new champ. It is not taken seriously, it is mostly just for fun where you can bs around and it doesn’t matter.
You must reach level 30 to play ranked. Ranked is a whole new ball game. In ranked, you play for points. When you lose a ranked game you lose points, or, elo. When you win a game you gain elo and the way it works now is you gain between 4 and 16 points per win, depending on your win-lose ratio. When you get to 100 points you move up a bracket. The lowest bracket is 5, then 4, 3, 2, and 1. When you get 100 points, you enter a series. If you win 2 out of 3 games you move up a division. I would lose so many games that after winning 3 games in a row, I would lose the 3 games worth of points in 1 loss.
I always had fantastical fantasies of being a high ranked player. The lowest division is bronze, then silver, then gold, then platinum, then diamond. After diamond, it works a little differently. If you are interested in how the top tier divions work, do your own research, all I will say is that challenger is equivalent to professional tier. I must have ranked up approximately 10 accounts in my lol career with hopes of ranking up.
My biggest concern on a day to day basis was gaining points. When I lost games I would so pissed that I damn near broke my hand one day from punching my wall hours before playing a gig with my band. I never made it past mid silver, even when I was in silver, the only reason I was that high ranked was because I was placed there after my 10 provisional matches. I always god demoted to bronze account, after account, after account, and inevitably and eventually landed among the worst of the worst; bronze 5. What I’m about to tell you might not believe, but I ensure you, I am not lying. I am in the process of attaining information to prove this, and what I have attained will be featured on the site.
League of Legends is satanically oriented. On one of my final days I was playing a champion by the name of Leblanc. Leblanc is known as “The Deciever”. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that Satan himself is referred to as the deciever. I was in mid lane, and shortly after I started to fight my enemy, she said as clear as crystal… SATAN… I couldn’t believe my ears.
Thankfully I had a game recording device, recording my games, so I rewatched the clip and I was right. The satanic forces behind this stunt, deleted the clip through means that were beyond my control. This solidified my speculations.
There is a war being waged in this world between good and evil, as there is a war in LOL between good and evil. I couldn’t rank up because satanic forces were holding me back. I always “accidently” pressed the wrong button, misclicked the diretion I wanted to go, or was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I even remember a time where these demonic forces straight up teleported my character. I was hypothetically 15 inches away from the enemy, and I was going to escape, and somehow my champ magically teleported into range of the enemy. This was the work of demonic forces. After x years of playing about 100 hours a week, maybe 75ish games per week, maybe more, I thought to myself, wtf, how can I be so bad at something I have never put more effort into. The answer is because satanic forces were holding me back.
I remember I was playing a game in bronze 5. I had 20 kills and 1 death. That is absurd, anyone with 20 kills should be able to damn near singlehandedly win a match… Unless the wrath of Satan is being inflicted upon you. Demons would physically move my fingers to fuck me up, they would use mind control on me to make stupid game decisions, and cause me to lose in any way, shape or form. If and or when I was overpowering these forces, like when I had 20 kills, these evil forces would see to it that my team mates intentionally threw the game and made me lose.
I am an angel of God the father, and their intent was to destroy me. I tried quitting the game multiple times towards the end of my LOL career. I related my LOL addiction to a herioin addiction (I don’t use heroin btw). You know it’s bad for you, you know it’s killing you, but you can’t stop doing it, and when you’re not doing it, it’s all you can think about.
When you don’t have it you crave it more than life itself, and you want to stop, but just don’t know how. The demon’s intent was to destroy my life at all means possible. Looking back through my years of LOL, I don’t know if I started, or ended with less. If they could make me believe that I was not only incapable of achieving something that I never put more effort and time into, I would self destruct.
I have always had an obsession with being great and if they made me believe I was incapable at succeeding at or achieving greatness. They would win. This is how I felt for a long time on some level, everyday was miserable because I would lose, and lose, and lose, on a daily basis. There were players who had been playing the game 1/4 the time I played, and they were in diamond, meanwhile I was playing with people who just started 2 weeks ago, and they were still kicking my ass. I am proud to say my league of legends days are over.
The Voynich Manuscript
I find this interesting and would like to study it some more but here a is a brief observation I made after a few minutes.
After looking at a few of the picture I noticed something. In the first picture what seems to be a plant, I don’t think is a plant. First of all, what seem to be the roots are not roots, it’s a stand. THis is clear because not only is it being held up on the right, left, then the fourth right “stick?” is protruding forwards, then the next stick to the right is holding it from the back. It is an illusion that shows this “thing” being elevated by this elevated base type thing. Now another interesting thing is that the green thing that looks like leaves isn’t leaves. you can tell because the coloring is behind what looks like the stem type thing that connects the base to the green coloring.
Holy fuck I just saw something. The 5 spces that are not colored in the green area look like commas, but flip it upside down and it’s 666 vertical and 666 horizontal, both sharing the same 6. I think the piece that connects the base to the coloring is blowing out this energy/fire or something and this energy is of 666. I wanted to go into this without rushing into “oh it’s demonic” so quick but just from this one picture it looks like that might be the case?
In the second picture what they claim to be roots are actually another elevated base type object, a leg on the left, a leg on them right, and a leg in the front, all separated in 120 degree increments.
Again in the third picture down what look like plants are standing on