Freaking awesome picture.
Oh god thank you, that is amazing.
To Ruro:
It's just like someone so young and unlearned in the ways of life to throw all chance for happiness into novelty.
People may want something fresh and new, Ruro. They don't get it. Ever. Good fiction is unavoidably a regurgitation of scenarios, ideas and truths that have been preached by people wiser than you for thousands of years. Good storytellers tell the truth. Wise men tell the truth. Philosophers tell the truth. This is all because the truth never changes, by definition. Hacks and quacks aim for originality, and are forgotten in a year while the soothsayers are remembered forever. And those who tell the truth of their fiction satiate people's desire for originality as a side benefit, not its own goal.
You wouldn't understand this, Ruro. You can't. Your writing, though noble in its attempt to bring a Touhou flavor to the grand sweeps of history, ultimately fails both at your attempts of originality and any hope of the truth that all readers secretly crave. Combine that with a slew of needless words, especially with a profuse overdose of adverbs, and an overall amateurish authorial style, and your utter failure is complete and undeniable.
You get the popular support in this argument, Ruro, but take no pride in it. You benefit unfairly from something called the Queen Bee effect. As a rare female in a swarm of males, all the boys are disproportionately nice to you. They support you beyond the reason of our arguments. It's the modern, polite-society version of many males fighting to offer their spermatozoa to the ruling female.
This irrationally-minded support from the males within the Touhou fan community is no compliment to your merits as an author or an arguer, Ruro. Remove that slush from your fandom, and what is left? A few people who derive some small enjoyment from your writings. But what have I accomplished without even being female? A website with thousands of hits every month, and popularity derived solely from my merits and not at all from my physiology.
In other words, my dear Ruro, you can't beat me in a fair fight.