Otakus stand at the crossroads of an era. An uncertain future lies in the hands of a new generation, which has been given a simple choice between sovereignty and normification. Otaku culture has been attacked by the ruling normgroid masses online that wish to destroy everything good and prosperous. Tyrants, with delusions of infinite power, have declared Otakus to be nothing but a bunch of weirdos and degenerates. Whether right or not about that assessment, the damage done to the culture will not be fixed with the approval of the dysfunctional system, which remains Otaku in name only. The normie masses have once attempted to destroy this once great cultural sphere. The resurgence of the Otaku Spirit will bring with it the death of the normie masses. The torch of revolution has been lit.
When our pre-moeblob forefathers were in their imageboard homes, they found a chaotic yet relatively peaceful sphere. They held a variety of purposes, yet against the harsh life on the boards and the sperges and elitists that roamed about in the degenerate far-gone reaches of the boards, yet to have had an updated UI in over a decade, they found a common cause and a common identity as Otakus. From the varied sperges and retards of the boards a new culture was forged in the flames of autism. Moe was the new creed that bound our people together with their identity as autistic Otaku NEETs. To be an Otaku is to be a descendant of autists, disappointed parents, other NEETs, and Japanophiles. This unique identity was given to us by our ancestors, and this cultural spirit remains firmly rooted in our blood.
Our mission is a hard reset on the culture we see today— a return to the traditions and virtues of our forefathers. The same spirit that urged our ancestors onward to create this online culture will once again be brought to light, and a new Otaku culture will be built within its current dilapidated, shameful iteration. Generation after generation lived in shitflinging and autism so that their descendants may know peace. It was their duty to give their lives in such a way. The torch is now passed to our generation, and it is our duty to make their sacrifices mean something.