#FreeK

I am going to tell you a tale, a tale about a man named K, K was born in Merica (The ♥♥♥♥ yeah kind) who then later in his life moved to *Redacted* as he grew discontent with what his nation had become, he was a humble yet intriguingly complex character who had an unrelenting thirst for truth, this truth manifested around largely political matters, many of which surrounded the second world war, this then led him to discover the video game "Company Of Heroes" and it's successor "Company Of Heroes 2" his knowledge and skill within these games grew as time passed, he went on to have a prosperous career within the axis factions decimating the allies but something was missing, as he played countless games he would watch as the random nub allies he was lumbered with would fall to the allied advances and he would curse his solitary existence, until one day he met the "[V]" clan, they gave him that one thing in his Company Of Heroes career he had been craving, a sense of community and fellowship and so his career soared to new heights as he alongside his companions crushed the nooby US rifle spams and the disgusting Russian mortar spams, but this my friends is not a happy tale no no for on one fateful day within City 17 mutiny broke out within the [V] clan and K was consequently exiled to wonder the MP servers, his name forever tarnished by the still bitter [V] clan, an oppressive weight of judgement had been placed upon his shoulders destined to remain until some form reconciliation takes place between himself and his once brothers in pwning.