Welp, as those people whom are familiar with me will notice, I have completely re-jinked this profile, on the grounds that it was written by a very, very naive fourteen-year-old who was overly enthusiastic and lied to many, many people. Furthermore, said early teenager was, despite their own, arrogant opinion, a frankly rubbish author. Back then, when I was just starting, I clung to old, or uninspired ideas that I really had very little investment in. I am ashamed of this. Similarly, I am ashamed of how long I kept my few followers waiting for updates when, eventually, I had very little intention of updating those old fics. As things are, I'm scrapping Hyrule Reborn completely. It'll stay up as a reminder of simpler times, but it is, from now on, on permanent hiatus. This is, mainly, because it was an idea that was never really fleshed out that I'd had when I was nine. If anyone wants to adopt the thing, feel free. Just note that I will never again touch it with a five foot pole. I apologise to those people who liked it, but that's just the way it is, I'm afraid. Facade, similarly, is being put on hiatus. It may see a revamp at some point, but certainly not for a while.

However, there are other reasons for my long absence. For the majority of 2016, and the latter half of 2015, I was in a very bad way. I suffered multiple mild anxiety attacks, and became highly unmotivated. Reading fanfiction became my escape from life as I grappled with my emotions, and became an unhealthy obsession. My grades slipped, and I fell further and further into my own mind. This lack of enthusiasm for basically everything unfortunately extended into this site. I suspect that I was, for a period, mildly depressed, although I will not say that it was severe, or even if that's what it was. It is, however, rather likely.

Anyway, after several breakdowns, and a period of seriously contemplating suicide, my mother, along with my amazing history teacher managed to talk some sense into me Around December 2016, at which point I began reading my old stuff, and realised how utterly awful it was. Since then, I began planning how to fix the mess that is my account.

All the religious stuff is now gone, as I have since realised that I was lying to myself about my belief. I am now an agnostic atheist; I don't believe in any of the existing gods, although I do admit to the possibility of a higher power's existence. I have decided to instead leave my profile free of Copy & Pastes, since they no longer appeal to me.

So, with that said, allow me to introduce myself:

My name is, as far as you're concerned, Helios J Mears. I'm sixteen, of a gender that is entirely up to you, (On accounts of my utter lack of f*s given. Assume whatever you want. I'd rather remain without a label if it means avoiding the ire of triggered FemiNazis.), and of a sexuality that is entirely none of your business. My imagination is seriously twisted, and that definitely bleeds through into my writing. I enjoy anime, cartoons, British TV, most music that hasn't been in the charts in the last 10-15 years, (because most of it is really bad), and am a proud Brit. I dislike racists, Conservative politics, punk music, most rap music, most modern music, and, on occasion, myself. (Mostly when I'm being a lazy s*). Also cauliflower. And Brussels sprouts. Also when people say to-MAY-toe. It just really... grates on me. I mean, I don't hate it, and I'll still talk to people who do, but still...

I hope you enjoy whatever I end up writing from here on in.

To any Americans reading this- although I don't know why you would -I have a proposition. Whenever you "correct" words like ageing to aging, colour to color, or favourite to favorite. When you change pyjamas to pajamas, cheque to check, or- god forbid -Biscuit to cookie ( Jesus, cookies are a kind of biscuit! All cookies may be biscuits, but not all biscuits are cookies), please, just try to remember that it was our word first.

Helios J Mears.

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