Here's that dirt you're digging for

In the unlikely situation that Frostyflytrap does something noteworthy in the future, you will unavoidably find your way here just to dredge up some old information written by a mentally unstable teen that wrote some irrational things that are permanent on the internet.

If that is you, go ahead and smear Frosty's reputation, it doesn't matter and it especially won't by the time you're reading this.

Because at the moment Frosty gets attention, the identity you know as "Frostyflytrap" will die.

But thankfully that probably won't happen since Frosty believes that popularity is of not one of the worst curse anyone can be subjected to. And knowing that, the one behind Frosty will do as much as possible to prevent that outcome.

I am discouraged by the possibility of any of my works inciting a persistent crowd and how easy that mob can latch onto me like a parasite.

An introvert being subjected to that degree of attention is a burden of astronomical proportions and thus, Frosty will die on that day.

And if you are curious about the meat machine controlling the avatar, of course, it'll still be alive. Depending on your benevolence or malevolence, you're either relieved at that notion or appalled and proceed to terrorize that meat machine in the reality above this one. If it ever comes to that, I deserve it for making myself so vulnerable.