Begone, ye who doth doubt the infallible Crush! His Patreonage groweth, his reasons abound.
Your simple minds cannot comprehend the magnitude of difficulty required to code, strand by strand, the entire lifepath from baby to adulthood because hairy kids and teens are hot™ to some people? But I digress, for as long as it is ordained by his Greta™-ness, it shall be done.
When doth asketh? Soon™ and you shalt offer up your thanks and praise because all are unworthy. Unless he cast the release to dreaded "Not hot enough" hell, from whence shall arise a new HOLY SCRIPTURE (aka new plan), which will most assuredly taketh thou to the holy land of "Hot".
Instead of constantly profaning his name, you should instead offer up this prayer:
"Our developer, who art in dev hell, hallowed be thy nick.
Taketh this day your daily bread, and give us your plans,
May they never come to fruition.
Lead us to the devout, in order that they might feed us.
For thine is the milker, the coder, and occasional storyteller."