The number 17 which is of no consequence, has somehow made me feel incompetent and slow. I refuse to allow such a speed any longer. After returning a pre-damaged desk and building the new one, I found myself swamped with busywork. To my delight, I was actually ordered to solve a riddle at some point. The many things I'd like to get done are on hold, but here's something I found time to update and edit.
This is a pixel ID. It is a meme from deviantart.com from almost a year ago. Basically create a fighter, and give him stats and a catch phrase.
Words from a man who sleeps upon the mangled corpse of destiny.