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This may sound crass, but neither of these replies have almost anything to do with what I said. I'm trying to convey something to you here and I get the equivalent of a, "Cool. Thanks!"

Either you think I'm a ranting lunatic, or you barely read it, or you aren't interested, or it made no sense, or you have a thought but don't want to share it - I have no clue.

I'm looking for any kind of direction on what you thought. From my perspective this is such a vague response to an admittedly out-there comment I posted that I simply don't know what to do with it. Even, "Okay buddy. If you say so," would be plenty. Help me out here.

My conclusions are only from playing this game, so may not be wholly correct. But this is what I think.

Stories are good. I like stories. I spend every minute of every day writing stories, in my head or literally - not as an exaggeration, that's just true. Reading or in any way witnessing stories is a part of that.

I don't mind stories that push the limits. They're definitionally made to make something that does not exist except in word or whatever form. What's in them is isolated; they're made for learning. I can't know what led to them for certain, but I can know what they are, and think about them.

This experience was unique. It's not something I see often, in part because I don't look for it. I read it because it seemed interesting at a glance. What I saw in it was... strange, but not really. The feeling was strange, yet I knew what I was looking at. I could guess.

In it were words that I could read and find meaning in and past, not just by the nature of existing but because the people who wrote them had thoughts. From beginning to end, the experience was decided, and achieved. The explicit intent you had with it was attained, as well as what was under.

The interest was not just in the words, and the thoughts beneath, but that you thought them, and decided to make this. The questions inside the story are interesting enough - could go may places far past this - but that's not what I want to focus on.

I'm not going to admonish you for writing erotic gore. Nothing is innately wrong, certainly not to put into a story. I could take this alone as a work with interesting ideas doing something few are willing to. My reason for writing this, however, is for those that wrote it. You.

This was not made to explore depths often left unseen, for the purpose of learning. It's made as fantasy. I don't think you literally want to enact this, but fantasy speaks to the person who wrote it, and who indulges. They can be made for many reasons, and in this I see bitterness. I see points that go nowhere good. It was made not to witness misery, and understand it, but to dwell in it.

These are thoughts had by people who have something in them. In everyone there is a voice that says what you should be doing, and what you should not. Some lead, when followed perfectly, to those that can do great things and to those who remain stable. Both do the most they are capable of.

In this, I see people making something because they listen to the voice that tells them the worst things, and that nothing is worth it, and nothing is fair, and they should do nothing, so lets have a grand time goring in our minds.

I don't expect many people listen to you. I don't expect many are going to, both causing, resulting in, and because of things like this.

I don't want you do do what I say, or what others say, or to confine yourself to normalcy.

I want you to understand. I want you to see potential and use it. I want you to see what you are doing, why, and learn from it.

This is not concern over weird tastes, or an, "Are you okay?" checkup.

I'm asking you to listen.