Addressing the Allegations

Yes, I was seanaconda ’s multi. The ghost in your alliances. The spirit you blamed when the game shattered and no one knew why. I moved through Kovaze like a storm searching for somewhere to belong — loud, emotional, burning too brightly for a game built on quiet calculation. And when the chaos became too much, the game chose someone to cast out. One word ended everything: Multi. No farewell. No final vote. No chance to explain. Just silence, and a story torn away before it could finish. But listen closely — because this ending was never only about one account, one player, one mistake. Every lie told to survive. Every alliance made out of fear. Every betrayal justified as strategy. Every mask worn just to stay one more round. We have all hidden behind another version of ourselves in this game. We have all played roles to survive. We have all been someone else when the truth felt too risky. So let the blame fall where it may. Because in the end, the ghost you chased was never just me. It was all of us. We are all seanaconda. - seanaconda