I'll start from the beginning.

So the year was 2003, and I had just gotten my own personal computer, and internet access. I was exploring all of the Googles, learning things I'd never learn otherwise. As you would expect, I was a big fan of the Halo series. I found a cool website called Halo2Boards (Now inactive) that had a whole walkthrough (Not that I needed it, I had completed Halo 10 times over), but they also had things like easter eggs, secrets, and, most interestingly to me, glitches. I was fascinated; before this, the worlds I had to explore in Halo were a real world to me. They were perfect, beautiful, and complete. It was amazing to know that you could bend and warp reality at command by exploiting the system. I delved deep; Superjumps, out of maps, hidden content, you name it, I did it.
This carried on for 2 years, and I was happy. I was open to everyone, and everything was typed in bright lime green, because hey! it's my favorite color don't you like this color guys it really stands out on everything! Everything I said was like this.
Soon, I branched into other games. So I found a site that covered such games; Supercheats. This is where my big change happened, and my best and worst times.
To start, things were simple, I went to the games' own section, talked about glitches, and other stuff. Although I didn't even have a proper online handle at that point, I just went by my real name, I considered myself a Glitch-hunter; I had faced all of the different glitches in the old Pokemon games, a lot of which I found on my own. Eventually, I had simply learned all of the glitches. So I had to occupy myself another way, so I started looking at the General Chat and Forum Games. I posted around, and found two peeps that really impacted my life, called SuperBlobby and bgfl529. I think they were the first two that weren't hostile towards me due to my lack of intelligence at that point. I spent every day I could talking to them and everyone else through the forum. It helped me get through my less-than-ideal school life, and my depression in general.
However, it became apparent to me that I was more of a burden on these people. I started to believe that they didn't see me as a friend, just a kid they were babysitting to make sure I didn't cause trouble on the forums. I hated myself for it more than anyone could ever hate anything. I did a 180 and became a new person. I stopped trying to be in everyone's face, and I took the time to find out exactly what sort of person I am that I've been sticking on people's faces to begin with. I essentially did a self-diagnosis, came up with my Alexithymia and figured out I was Asexual. I spent a lot of my personal time studying the emotion "Rage", since it was the one that sparked this revolution, and I had no real understanding of any of them, so it was as good a start as any. I improved on my appearance greatly; The reason you will never see me use emoticons or "Txt shrthnd" intentionally is because of this leap. I stopped being such an irritatingly loud person, and most importantly, I stopped being stupid. I took every chance I could take to learn anything; I don't mean topical stuff such as history or geography, I just mean common sense. I suppose I gained wisdom more than intelligence.
Anyway, I went back to the community under my old username, and tried again. I was much more accepted there by other users, and I even managed to get back in contact with my two pals from before. However, I felt more out of the loop with them than ever. They had started dating, and were already moving on with their lives. Once again, I was behind them, below them. I didn't register on the same level as them. But the kicker was that it wasn't their fault for being too far ahead, it was mine for being too far behind. I was swallowed in fury again, and became a hostile, vile, arrogant person.
Eventually, I got over it, and immediately regret the time I spent like that. The same type of anger that caused me to change before sparked again, and I once again sought to improve myself. I couldn't get much better in terms of punctuation; and I still was learning about Rage. I became calmer and significantly more mature and serious. I decided I'd spare my two only friends the burden of having to tolerate me, I simply let them be happy together. Then, I snagged up multiple moderator positions for many games, and I felt like I had finally done it; I must be a popular and liked person now, right? Well, no. I looked at those I was comparing myself to; people who had contributed massively to the site, knew mountains about the things they were doing, and were great people to boot. What was I doing? I was cleaning off spammers from obscure video games, I was hardly a jack of all trades, certainly a master of none, and I had already left nothing but destructive waste in my wake. And, like a broken record, I once again hated myself for falling short of my goals to become someone important.
At this point, I was fed up with myself as much as everyone else surely was; I wanted to be someone else. I immediately went back on that. Step one to becoming a better person, I need to be proud of what I am, and change myself to suit my wants, but always stay myself. So instead, I decided I wanted to BECOME someone else. I wanted to improve my position, not simply take up a new one entirely. I felt I fully understood the emotion of "Rage" at this point, so that became my new name. I decided that I wasn't worthy of becoming anybody important. I only had failure waiting for me, and it was inevitable. Instead, if I can't achieve my own victory, I'll be there for the victories of others. The way forward for me was to simply become a more useful and helpful person to other people. I became more tech-savvy, I started to play support roles in video games, literally anything that was even remotely geared at helping other people. I made the choice to finally give the community I loved so much the break they greatly deserved, and removed myself from the site.

I was alone now when it came to the internet, and not that much more popular in school.
I had terrible attendance, due to a mixture of crippling depression, low funds with which to get to school, and my mother was always ill, so I had to stay to make sure she was okay. I had to catch up on work whilst everyone else in my class had been excused for the day, but one of my friends decided to stick around to keep my company. He played games on the computer and we chatted whilst I did my work. Even though I had poor attendance, the massive amounts of improvement I did to myself meant I could clue together the work incredibly easy, so I was done with weeks of work in the span of an hour, so I had the day free, however I was not excused, so I had to stay in class.
I checked out what game my friend was playing. It was one about a cartoon ("It's not called a cartoon, it's called an Anime", he corrected me) that I had seen and heard of a few times, but overall had no interest in. A turn-based strategy called Naruto Arena. I had a knack for strategy game, as they helped me with thinking ahead, so I started playing with a few recommended teams and did well. I started playing at home, and thought "Hey, I should check out the anime. Just so I know what the characters are like."
And THAT is how I got into Naruto. I watched practically ALL of it. When I heard there was a game that let you play as the characters [I]true to the anime,[/I] I wanted it so bad. I got my mother to buy it for me from ASDA (UK's WalMart) and they said it would be delivered within a week. I spent my time watching the game's fights on YouTube. I couldn't wait to play as my favorites. But a week passed, and no delivery. Then a month. Two months. Nothing. My mother said she would chase it up but never got around to it. Instead, I managed to get a copy of STORM 2 on release. I loved it, and played it to death (over 3,000 ranked wins across my accounts). I met a good player named k0nan000, possibly the first "Pro" player I had ever befriended. I asked if he/she knew any ways to play as Pain a little better, and they told me about a person called "Spyroul" who did livestreams, and would play as characters suggested to him, so I could suggest Pain and watch him play. I went there, and sure enough, I learned a general strategy as Pain and he told me of a site where some pretty good players hung out. That is how I found Valor Gaming, A.K.A the "[VG]" in my name.

I was very nervous, there were some really well known and very good players here. So I was quiet to begin with, but then I started playing against new players from VG, and found out I was actually much better than I thought I was. So I started training with more people, and started to get to know some of the people I looked up to greatly; Spyroul, SpyN, SasukeLightGoD, et cetera. I became very active and well known there, I was able to help out with the site in any way I could. In turn, I received help from them. When I was unable to afford Generations, a friend of mine named Chidori bought the game for me, since "If you don't have it, who's going to teach me how to get better?" I was amazed to know I was so helpful to someone that they'd go out of their way to help me. I was given a moderator position there to the surprise of everyone, and I again was happy. You know what's coming next...
Eventually, things got too competitive there. People were forgetting that we were a community for the sake of coming together to learn and enjoy video games, and it was simply a breeding grounds for tryhards to brag about how hard they greenbarred this clan or whatever. People logged into the site for the sake of causing arguments, and one day I had finally snapped and got into one of those arguments with Chidori. After things had calmed down I had once again found myself hating myself for it. It dawned on me that I was stuck in a loop. I'd get angry at myself, go through a big burst of improvement, deem myself a better person and then just stop, until I screw up again and go back to square one. I thought that if I had come to terms with the fact that I'm never going to be the amazing person I wanted to be, I'd stop doing it, but I didn't. So I thought to myself, "Okay, I go through step one and two fine, but once I get to step three and stop improving, everything goes south. So, if I never progress from step two, I should be better off." And so, I've done that. I never stop trying to improve in any way I can. I decided I will learn everything and anything, help everyone and anyone, nonstop. It added a new layer to everything I did, as not only was the person I help improving, but I was improving and learning from it.
I joined the DayZ community as I was a fan of zombies. At first, people were still hostile, but since I was still at the stage where I didn't consider myself a complete person, it didn't affect me. No insult anyone could throw at me could hurt more than what I knew about myself.
I decided to be the improved person I was, and the moderator team there took a shining to me. They recommended me highly for a moderator position, but alas a friend of mine got the spot instead. I was happy though, she deserved the spot, and I didn't need a title anymore to help people. However, I was instead approached for the position of "Community Support Administrator." That was perfect. I had a wealth of knowledge with helping people, and there were plenty of things I had no clue about, meaning I could improve further. I'm still currently a support admin there, and I'm still learning.
VG eventually became dormant, as the people who were busy arguing moved on, and those who weren't arguing had already left. It was just me, the owners, and a few other people.
I had no place where my Naruto knowledge was useful. So I started searching for a forum that I could find people interested in it.
Lo and Behold, I stumbled upon the Viz Naruto Forums.
I haven't been here a long time, and I will confess; I am incredibly jealous of each and every one of you regulars here. This is such a tight-knit community, where you all get along so well, and it's packed with such pleasant and open people. You are all the person I wanted to be 8-9 years ago. I might not sit well with people here; in fact I surrender myself to the idea that nobody here likes me, that's simply the type of person I am, but I'm happy to say that I even get to witness such a happy community. Maybe one day I'll be good enough of a person to fit in, but for now I'm content with just being there and making sure to help out in any way I can.

This is Rage, VG Moderator, DayZ Admin, and Viz forumer, signing out. :]