Return of the True Admin (1 Viewer)

[Hexum]

After rising from the dead, I was consumed by nothing but rage.

I knew I wouldn’t — couldn’t — let Admincel get away with what he’d done. He stole my work, my vision, my destiny. Every thread on .gg carried my fingerprints, yet my name had been erased from history like I never existed.

So I disappeared.

For months, nobody saw me. I devoted every waking second to training and looksmaxing beyond human limits. Sleep became optional. Food became fuel. I studied forbidden archives lost to banned forums and deleted threads. I pushed my body and mind past the point of sanity for one purpose alone:

To mog Admincel and reclaim ownership of .gg.

But I knew I couldn’t do it alone.

So I called upon a fallen member of .gg — someone who had long since abandoned the forum after realizing what it had become. A shadow lurking beyond the reaches of the site. A man who still believed things could change.

His name was Godveil.

Together, we trained in secrecy. Month after month. Ascending further and further until mirrors themselves could barely comprehend our facial harmony. Entire bloodlines trembled at our presence. The very algorithms of attraction bent around us.

Eventually, the day arrived.

The Mog Off.

The greatest in .gg history.

Thousands watched as me and Admincel stood face-to-face beneath the cold glow of monitor light. No words were exchanged. None were needed.

The battle began instantly.

I unleashed every forbidden method I had learned during exile. Bone density manipulation. Divine aura projection. Negative canthal tilt reversal. Techniques so dangerous they had been erased from the archives themselves.

At first, Admincel faltered.

But then…

He used the forbidden Hullo Method.

The moment he activated it, everything collapsed. My years of training were shredded apart instantly. My aura cracked. My ascension began reversing in real time. The crowd watched in horror as my PSL started dropping by the second.

I was losing.

No…

I had already lost.

Then, from the depths of the thread, a final figure appeared.

Foidslayer.

The Truecel of .gg.

The man spoken of only in whispers.

He stepped forward silently and placed his hand on my shoulder. In that moment, he passed all of his incel and truecel divinity into me. Every ounce of suffering. Every banned ideology. Every ascension technique accumulated through years of rotting online flowed directly into my soul.

I felt limitless.

I rose once more and faced Admincel for the final time.

One look was enough.

The Hullo Method shattered instantly. Admincel collapsed to his knees as the mog overtook him completely. The forum itself seemed to freeze. For the first time in history…

Admincel had been defeated.

And there it was before me:

Ownership of .gg.

Everything I had sacrificed for. Everything I died for.

But as I stared at it, I finally understood the truth.

The forum had poisoned me. Twisted me. Turned me into the very monster I swore to destroy.

I looked at Admincel — broken, defeated, terrified — and realized I saw my old self reflected in him.

So I turned away.

I rejected ownership.

Without another word, I handed .gg back to Admincel and disappeared into the night, leaving the forum behind forever.

Some say Godveil vanished with me.

Others say Foidslayer’s spirit still roams the threads.

But one thing became legend across .gg:

I mogged Admincel…

…and still walked away.

 

[BigonialMarket]

sorry but who is this

 

[Hexum]

sorry but who is this

read the previous thread nigga

 

[muissocool]

And then i walk in:

 

[NoBONES]

yes We get it bro

 

[Hexum]

yes We get it bro

SON

 

[NoBONES]

Foidslayer.

The Truecel of .gg.

The man spoken of only in whispers.

He stepped forward silently and placed his hand on my shoulder. In that moment, he passed all of his incel and truecel divinity into me.

5.6 rage is real guys

 

[i_blame_oxytocin]

After rising from the dead, I was consumed by nothing but rage.

I knew I wouldn’t — couldn’t — let Admincel get away with what he’d done. He stole my work, my vision, my destiny. Every thread on .gg carried my fingerprints, yet my name had been erased from history like I never existed.

So I disappeared.

For months, nobody saw me. I devoted every waking second to training and looksmaxing beyond human limits. Sleep became optional. Food became fuel. I studied forbidden archives lost to banned forums and deleted threads. I pushed my body and mind past the point of sanity for one purpose alone:

To mog Admincel and reclaim ownership of .gg.

But I knew I couldn’t do it alone.

So I called upon a fallen member of .gg — someone who had long since abandoned the forum after realizing what it had become. A shadow lurking beyond the reaches of the site. A man who still believed things could change.

His name was Godveil.

Together, we trained in secrecy. Month after month. Ascending further and further until mirrors themselves could barely comprehend our facial harmony. Entire bloodlines trembled at our presence. The very algorithms of attraction bent around us.

Eventually, the day arrived.

The Mog Off.

The greatest in .gg history.

Thousands watched as me and Admincel stood face-to-face beneath the cold glow of monitor light. No words were exchanged. None were needed.

The battle began instantly.

I unleashed every forbidden method I had learned during exile. Bone density manipulation. Divine aura projection. Negative canthal tilt reversal. Techniques so dangerous they had been erased from the archives themselves.

At first, Admincel faltered.

But then…

He used the forbidden Hullo Method.

The moment he activated it, everything collapsed. My years of training were shredded apart instantly. My aura cracked. My ascension began reversing in real time. The crowd watched in horror as my PSL started dropping by the second.

I was losing.

No…

I had already lost.

Then, from the depths of the thread, a final figure appeared.

Foidslayer.

The Truecel of .gg.

The man spoken of only in whispers.

He stepped forward silently and placed his hand on my shoulder. In that moment, he passed all of his incel and truecel divinity into me. Every ounce of suffering. Every banned ideology. Every ascension technique accumulated through years of rotting online flowed directly into my soul.

I felt limitless.

I rose once more and faced Admincel for the final time.

One look was enough.

The Hullo Method shattered instantly. Admincel collapsed to his knees as the mog overtook him completely. The forum itself seemed to freeze. For the first time in history…

Admincel had been defeated.

And there it was before me:

Ownership of .gg.

Everything I had sacrificed for. Everything I died for.

But as I stared at it, I finally understood the truth.

The forum had poisoned me. Twisted me. Turned me into the very monster I swore to destroy.

I looked at Admincel — broken, defeated, terrified — and realized I saw my old self reflected in him.

So I turned away.

I rejected ownership.

Without another word, I handed .gg back to Admincel and disappeared into the night, leaving the forum behind forever.

Some say Godveil vanished with me.

Others say Foidslayer’s spirit still roams the threads.

But one thing became legend across .gg:

I mogged Admincel…

…and still walked away.

he truly was mogged by hexum

 

[i_blame_oxytocin]

sorry but who is this

these days hes only but a legend a myth a glimmer of hope
but if you were around in the times of his rule you would be too scared to even question his being

 

[Hexum]

these days hes only but a legend a myth a glimmer of hope
but if you were around in the times of his rule you would be too scared to even question his being

 

[muissocool]

these days hes only but a legend a myth a glimmer of hope
but if you were around in the times of his rule you would be too scared to even question his being

explaining him as if he was a universal threat

 

[i_blame_oxytocin]

explaining him as if he was a universal threat

saying that gives him the deminer that he would use such power for evil
NO! - he is a man of no ill intent, not a single cell in his creation holds negative bearing
in our times of need he was here almost as if he was sent form the havens, his aura was one of treating or fierce personality but an inviting and nostalgic warmth.
as admincel abused his power none other then hexum was brave enough to even speak up let alone go into training just to come out and MOG him. as this occurred it was as if a weight had been lifted from the server, our last major threat camrondarktriadmax stood in horror seeing his strongest comrade perish i a mer few seconds. one can even yet to imagine the horrors going though his head knowing he was next

 

[VelocityAnt]

Admincel sacrificed Gigel to embody the full power of .gg and stole Gigel's mortal body.

But he couldn't fully adapt to the esoteric force engraved in himself so you won.