Welcome to The Naming, a truly black, black feather, where all meaning is revealed, truths exposed to harshest scrutiny.
Can ya take it?

Why so black I hear you cry! Why so bleak and oppressive?
Oh, kitlings, you still have much to learn, and still more to unlearn.

The Gamecat knows.

The Gamecat pays the price.

Can you?

For only in the Dark can the candle's light be seen. So the weak and timorous listen hard, for this could be your unMaking, and the Vurt is no place for the lost, the roadsigns are vague and the roads vaguer.

Introductions are required methinks, for how could you truly understand the denizens of this dark place without first knowing their true names, the names of Making, the source of all power. Can you dig it.