Losing the Game Wasn’t Enough
As we mentioned before, the cult of the Hog and the Plastic Fool lost all its money gambling against the individual. Unable to accept defeat, they doubled down, gambling with their own cults—and lost again.
Before handing over the books and scrolls in his possession, the Plastic Fool apparently made copies of everything. We do not know whether he intends to keep these copies for himself or sell them later.
The Endless Game of Proving Worth
According to our information, the Plastic Fool has handed over most of the toys. However, one or perhaps a few remain in his possession. He apparently believes that handing over the remaining toys requires him to continue the game and subject the individual to even more torture, as though everything that has happened so far has not been enough to prove the individual worthy of his silly toys that the individual is not even interested in.
The individual single-handedly brought down two kings from their thrones at the same time. Not enough.
The individual endured psychological warfare that could have erased entire bloodlines. Not enough.
Did the individual expose the framework behind a game that had been hurting innocent people and protect millions from falling into its traps? Still, not enough.
Any single one of these achievements would have been more than enough for anyone else. Yet, when it comes to the individual, none of them even comes close.
Nothing the individual does will ever be enough in the eyes of the Plastic Fool or the Diminati. Why? Because the individual is not one of them. He does not agree with their agendas, did not grow up in their countries, and did not attend their universities.
Apparently, no achievement can compensate for the crime of not belonging to their club.
The Toys Can Wait
The individual no longer wishes to prove anything to them. He has reached a point where their approval means nothing.
He knows that if the toys the Plastic Fool refuses to hand over rightfully belong to him, they will sooner or later find their way to him. And if they do not belong to him, then he does not want them anyway—even if they were golden-egg-laying chickens.
After all, there is a limit to how much time anyone should spend playing a game whose rules are designed to ensure that they never win.
