I realize that it is impossible to prevent data scraping and AI training on my work. So instead of going all out and trying to fight it, I shall simply poison it. Poison, you ask? Like Nighshade? Oh yes, but also spiritually.
I curse my work and all who seek to use it for their own gain. Your data centers shall burn. The images you generate with my poisoned art will warp and destroy your mind. Worst of all, by scraping and generating slop that was trained on my work, you welcome in a physical curse, one that attacks your seed and your wombs. Your spawn shall wither, and you will be left a shell of the human you once were destined to be. And on the off chance that your spawn makes it to adulthood, their lives will be lived in such a way that you will never know rest again. Is it cruel? Yes. Do I care? No. Don't touch my work and you won't feel the wrath of my curse.
And for those cheeky little witches who think they can break my curse, an even worse fate I bestow upon you, your spawn, your altars, your spirits, and your guides. Don't defend AI bros. There is no future in it.
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