Ah yes. The end of the world is neigh. The disease, the war, and the disorder disintegrates society as we know it. Yet what do I do as misfortune strikes? Haha. You jest. As if I did something to benefit the people. I play Valorant, the new first person tactical shooter that was fully released as of today. Nay, nay, t’is not a game for mere simpletons. One must use their mind and their muscle to perform well on the battlefield. Do you like fragging? Play duelists. Do you like defending contest areas? Play sentinels. Do you like plunging headfirst into enemy territory? Play initiators. Do you like obscuring vision? Play controllers.

Valorant transcends both space and time from material form. Heck, it isn’t even physical. It’s ethereal. It’ll pull you in like Roadhog from Overwatch. The satisfaction you get from a 5 man spray down, a head shot, or a quick scope is something you just can’t get tired of. Matter is mind. Mind is matter. Yet none of that really matters. What is reality anyways? A fabrication of the brain created by our perception of the molecules around us? Or does it vary from person to person? Every day, I feel as though I am losing touch of reality itself. I ascend above what is human. No Longer Human – Osamu Dazai. (Why was this post so short? Gamers have short attention spans. Sorry, but you have to keep the dopamine flowing).