1 The words of the Author, the son of Val, king of ZDWars.
2 Vanity of vanities, saith the Author, vanity of vanities; all is vanity.
3 What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the light of his screen?
4 One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but Doom abideth for ever.
5 Carnevil also ariseth, and Carnevil goeth down, and hasteth to his place where he arose.
6 The players goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; they whirleth about continually, and they returneth again according to their circuits.
7 All the wads run into Doomseeker; yet Doomseeker is not full; unto the place from whence the wads come, thither they return again.
8 All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with Nashgore, nor the ear filled with Perkristan's sound pack.
9 The wad that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new wad under the sun.
10 Is there any wad whereof it may be said, See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us.
11 There is no remembrance of former wads; neither shall there be any remembrance of wads that are to come with those that shall come after.
12 I the Author was king over ZDWars on Skulltag.
13 And I gave my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all wads that are made under Skulltag: this sore travail hath iD given to the sons of man to be exercised therewith.
14 I have seen all the wads that are made under Skulltag; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of hard drive space.
15 That which is hopelessly buggy cannot be made straight: and that which is wanting cannot be numbered.
16 I communed with mine own heart, saying, Lo, I am come to mild popularity, and have gotten more experience in gameplay balancing than all they that have been before me in Doom Wars: yea, my heart had great experience of gameplay and balance.
17 And I gave my heart to know gameplay, and to know imbalance and bugs: I perceived that this also is vexation of hard drive space.
18 For in much bug support is much grief: and he that increaseth balance changes increaseth sorrow.