I know you're upset, and it is a hard choice for me.
If you want the straight answer... I was in my room after a disagreement about what my time goes to. I was crying and begging God to show me what I was supposed to do. I told Him I was not going to leave my room, or even eat until He told me what He wanted me to do. At that moment I felt an urgent prompting to grab a Bible, and turn to a specific verse. In that passage, God revealed to me that I had been straying from the path He had set for me, and was instead focusing on what I wanted to do, rather that what HE wanted me to do. I then asked what He wanted me to do. I was led to another verse, that spoke of leaving your first love to chase after vain things... deep down I knew He was talking about the Classics and the Boys.
I didn't wanna believe it, so I asked a dodging question, and in reply I got to a verse that said along the lines of I just gave you a direct order and you just won't listen. I was a bit stricken, and so I asked if He wanted me to just give it all up entirely. I was let to the verse in Revelation that speaks to one of the churches, saying that God was proud of what they had done, but He still had one thing left that he didn't like. They had left their original mission, and started just being busy without purpose. He then tells them to return to their first work, before they stray so far that He would have to remove their candle from before Him. I burst into tears, not wanting to do what it looked like I needed to, but I surrendered it to God. I told Him I would surrender my love of Classics to Him, and instead pursue the writing He had laid on my heart.
In response I was led to scriptures that reminded me that God is faithful to them who obey Him, and even if it's hard now, He will bless you for it in the future. I worried all day on Wednesday about what I was gonna say to the forums... and overall my friends there. I had made them so influential, and so many of you loved them to pieces. I talked to my dad, and he counseled me to just tell the truth.
That night my big bro (I love you Siege) was talking to me about it, and I told him that I didn't wanna just DICH them like that. I loved the characters. He then reminded me that the characters that I worked with had basically became my own after adding and perfecting their personalities, and he suggested I create characters that filled in the cast-holes I had for my books that were reformed versions of the Boys. So I was up till Two in the morning creating stories, outfits, names, and weaving them into my plot and flow until they were perfect.
This morning I woke up, and I was ready to tell everyone. I felt sick at my stomach as I got on, I was so afraid of what would happen. But I steeled myself and just plunged ahead. I'm afraid that everyone will be mad, that everyone will never talk to me again. They'll see my trueborn as just sickly, badly executed copycats that are nothing like what I once had and just throw them out before they even get a chance.
I wouldn't have chosen this for myself. In fact I'm still not sure what it all means, but I trust that it's for my own good, even if I don't get it just yet. All I ask is that you give them a chance... even if it's just for a little while. If you don't like them, then you can just leave me alone with the dust and bookworms. But just... give them a chance to prove their worth and show who they truly are.