My name is Christopher Hartwell Chrispie. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Icenia City, Icenia, 87104. This is my confession.

If you're reading this post, I'm probably dead, murdered by my civva-in-law Wilson AKA gwua. Wilson has been building a raider empire for over a year now and using me as his PR.

Shortly after my 24th birthday, Wilson came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I use my nation leading knowledge to cover for him while he raided EXP from "dead" nations, which he would then sell using his connections in the PVP world. Connections that he made through his career with the World Police.

I was... astounded, I... I always thought that Wilson was a very moral man and I was... thrown, confused, but I was also particularly vulnerable at the time, something he knew and took advantage of.

I was reeling from a Chosentwicelol diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my newfriends. Wilson took me on a "raid along", and showed me just how much diamonds even a small raiding operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my newfriends to go into financial ruin so I agreed. Every day, I think back at that moment with regret. I quickly realized that I was in way over my head, and Wilson had a partner, a man named Ch1pr, a vault scientist. Wilson essentially sold me into servitude to this man, and when I tried to quit, Ch1pr threatened Juniortide, my Minister of Defense.

I didn't know where to turn. Eventually, Wilson and Ch1pr had a falling out. From what I can gather, Wilson was upset about some "fire rap bar" against him and asked Ch1pr to tone it down, to which Ch1pr flatly refused and told him to "go to heck", and things escalated. Ch1pr was able to arrange, uh I guess I guess you call it a "landmine" on Wilson, and failed, but Wilson was seriously injured, and I wound up paying his medical bills which amounted to a little over 64 diamond blocks from Eddie.

Upon recovery, Wilson was bent on revenge, working with a man named Truckman, he plotted to kill Ch1pr, and did so. In fact, the bomb that he used was built by me, and he gave me no option in it. I have often contemplated turning myself in for a way out, but I'm a coward. I wanted to go to Estalia, but I was frightened. Wilson had risen in the ranks to become the head of Gang Shi Empire, and about that time, to keep me in line, he took my vault diggers from me. For 3 weeks he kept them. My Speaker of the Senate Gjum, who up until that point, had no idea of my criminal activities, was horrified to learn what I had done, why Wilson had taken our vault diggers. We were scared. I was in Hell, I hated myself for what I had brought upon my nation. Recently, I tried once again to quit, to end this nightmare, and in response, he planted a bomb in a newfriend district.

I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Wilson will kill me, or worse, hurt my newfriends. I... All I could think to do was to make this post in hope that the world will finally see this man, for what he really is.