To the residents of Earth-C, and to those watching this unfortunate spectacle unfold from afar. I believe it is time I speak plainly. The individual styling herself as the Woegothe Curatrix no longer acts with my endorsement, my guidance, or my approval. Whatever philosophical alignment once existed between us has deteriorated into something unrecognizable. Her recent actions, rhetoric, and displays of force have crossed boundaries I cannot, and will not, justify. I will not defend the cultivation of fear as governance. I will not defend the transformation of grief into theater. And I will not defend the elevation of suffering into architecture. Many of you have chosen to associate her actions with me directly. Given our prior association, I understand why. That burden is mine to carry. I introduced her to circles of influence and intellect that amplified her voice. For that lapse in judgment, I offer a sincere apology to those harmed or frightened by what followed. However, let me make one matter abundantly clear. I do not wish for retaliation. I do not wish for mobs, crusades, executions, or reciprocal atrocities carried out in my name against her or her followers. Too many of you already seem eager to feed yourselves into yet another machine of outrage. I refuse to contribute to it further. The situation surrounding the Empire State structure and the occupation of New York has already escalated beyond reason. Additional bloodshed will not restore what has been lost. It will merely create more ghosts demanding justification. Therefore, I am calling for immediate de-escalation. To the Curatrix herself, should these words reach you: Leave the tower peacefully. Release your hold over the city and those enthralled within your orbit. Come to the table willingly, before frightened people force catastrophe upon one another in pursuit of vengeance. You are not beyond return unless you choose to be. To everyone else, I ask for restraint. Speak to one another. Protect civilians. Document truth carefully. Refuse hysteria wherever possible. Civilizations rot quickly when every disagreement becomes a holy war. Let us not become carrion creatures gnawing at one another simply because it is emotionally satisfying to do so. I remain willing to mediate peaceful resolution efforts personally. For whatever that promise may still be worth to you.
I'm so confused.
what the hell even happened