Author's Note: There's a couple of things I must say before you read further. I know the first line of this chapter to this will be troublesome for many of you. It's understandable, but remember that DK's ancestor used to kidnap a princess (named Paula, I think? Remember Jumpman?), a princess who could only stand still there like some used Barbie doll being heavily manipulated. This should be a big red flag for many of us, and should tell you that maybe those apes like DK are not as great as they seem to be. Do you see the Kremlings doing that ever? No, right? So who's the real villain here?

Also, if you still don't accept this story, don't flame me, or be mean to me. I'm a 26 year old woman who's been abused all her life; I don't have time for people's cruelty anymore. So if you continue to do so, I will hide your comments or block you. Remember that this is for mature adults, and mature adults only. This story is only for truth seekers who see the spiritual meaning behind classic video games. This isn't a story to make you feel "comfortable." It's to do the exact opposite, so don't read if you can't handle it. I gave you fair enough warning.

Extra note: I will misspell some things on purpose to try and get into the character of the Kremling, Klobber but won't do it enough where this reading becomes less enjoyable and since this particular Klobber is well educated, as you will see.

DK raped me. Yeah, you heard me right. I am a monster because of him, and I forever seeth in hatred towards him. I always remember.

Every night, I hide in my barrel and cry, desperately wishing to escape from myself. I used to be a beautiful human without a barrel before, but now I'm...this! This "thing."

Actually to tell you the truth, because of DK we are all monsters! All the reptiles. Even God...I mean, K. Rool. Am I scaring you yet? I know I scare everyone, even the other Kremlings. Even...my boyfriend, Klobber2. It's an unfortunate disaster.

By DK betraying us, we all have to suffer for it. All of us. No one is spared. Even Diddy and Dixie Kong, they have to suffer the most.

I almost feel sorry for them more than myself. Almost. But they look more beautiful than I could ever be. So...I torment them in the first level of DKC2, Pirate Panic, at the very end. I can't help it, I like it. I'm a monster after all. What do you expect these days?

But anyway, Diddy and Dixie have to serve DK no matter what. It's a sad thing really. I can't fully understand it. Not. At. All. I mean, I have to serve my real parents who are evil, but I don't fully have to serve them, just K. Rool. That's it.

I may reedit this later since I'm not fully certain on where I want this story to go, but I'm trying my best! This is a very personal story to me, so it may take me longer to update this story. Sorry in advance!