What is the Death Of The Proud ONE?

I guess I should explain what it is. Why I hate that people are saying to continue it.
The purpose of the comic is to be my last hurrah, my swan song. If I finish it I leave theO, I say goodbye and disappear from here. I also call it my suicide note. What the comic is doing without out and out saying is chronicling my first time joining theO and portray what made me get bitter and leave theO. I was really upset when I first started drawing, extremely depressed. But then things got better and I felt that I didn't have to continue it, or maybe I could continue it but instead have a good ending and be redeemed. But the new pages added were added from bitterness and depression. Which is why I was so disheartened when I saw comments to please continue it. If I did, in the way my mind was at the time I'll I'd have left theO! I really don't want to, but if I'm doing no good and things are better off without me, I guess I'd ought to.

Life and this comic:
Things you can/should pick up on. Some members here on theO! Don't worry I'm not one for dissing matter of fact this comic is saying "I hate myself" not you guys. But yeah, I kind of put some of you guys in the comic. The page where I mention who Junk has met along his journey, which is the latest page by the way has references to some members. The following members referenced (not making fun of! just referenced) ElvesAteMyRamen, Angel Zakuro, KnightEdge, Magnus Lensherr and Cloudstrife777. Actually with that I'm saying who my old friends are, that still stuck with me.
Another thing, Junk Loen's name. Those of you who know my real name should've figured this out. Junk Loen is a play on my name. What's also sad is that you get the word junk from my name. I mean really, I can't believe I didn't think of that. Oh by the way those that don't know my full name it's Jeremias Unknown de Leon. So you keep the J from Jeremias and the Unk in Unknown and you get Junk you drop the de in de Leon and rearrange Leon and you get Loen. Get it?
Junk Loen working as a dishwasher. Those of you that's been with me. Remember when I was a dishwasher? Matter of fact, that's when things started to go south, when I became a dishwasher. But the idea for this didn't come into my head until a month after I quit.

So there you go. The comic is my death. If I can find that I can handle staying here maybe I'll ask someone else to do it. Like Yamchaa said maybe hold a contest see who can carry on the comic.

I feel better now letting it out. Maybe things will get better, maybe I'll just disappear. I really am fighting and I really am shooting to an enlightened man. I start thinking what if there is no light, what if we're only blind? Then all of a sudden, my body is moving into light! I reach a higher plateau in understanding, and inner peace. That would be transcendent.