GrimmKenway8646
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Alright. I have had it.
Do you know how many times I have been chased, shot at, clawed, bitten, experimented on, and nearly turned into some grotesque lab abomination? I lost count somewhere between the mansion full of zombies and the city full of brain-eating nightmares.
Oh, let's start there, shall we? Spencer Mansion. Simple mission? Nope. Instead, I got to dodge undead freaks, giant spiders, mutant snakes, zombie dogs, and oh yeah, a fucking rocket-launcher-proof Tyrant that just refused to die. That should have been my first clue that my life was going straight to hell.
Fast forward to Raccoon City. If anyone had told me that my future involved running for my life while an overgrown, coat-wearing brute screamed "STARS!" at me every five minutes, I would have immediately changed careers. FUCK YOU UMBRELLA! Nemesis? Yeah, he chased me through a burning city, infected me with his goop, blew up half my escape routes, and basically made sure I never got a single night of peace.
And THEN, because my suffering wasn't enough, I get kidnapped, brainwashed, and turned into some mind-controlled lackey for Wesker. FUCKING WESKER! You think getting chased by monsters is bad? Try being someone's personal living weapon while they use you like a damn puppet! Uroboros? Plaga parasites? Bioterrorists experimenting on me?! COME ON!!!
And the worst part? I never get a break! No vacation, no peaceful nights; just more viruses, more creatures, more nightmares. Meanwhile, Chris gets to punch boulders, Leon gets his action hero moments, and I get another round of fighting things that should not exist.
I swear, if one more flesh-melting, brain-chomping abomination jumps out at me tonight, I am personally kicking its rotting ass back into the grave.
Do you know how many times I have been chased, shot at, clawed, bitten, experimented on, and nearly turned into some grotesque lab abomination? I lost count somewhere between the mansion full of zombies and the city full of brain-eating nightmares.
Oh, let's start there, shall we? Spencer Mansion. Simple mission? Nope. Instead, I got to dodge undead freaks, giant spiders, mutant snakes, zombie dogs, and oh yeah, a fucking rocket-launcher-proof Tyrant that just refused to die. That should have been my first clue that my life was going straight to hell.
Fast forward to Raccoon City. If anyone had told me that my future involved running for my life while an overgrown, coat-wearing brute screamed "STARS!" at me every five minutes, I would have immediately changed careers. FUCK YOU UMBRELLA! Nemesis? Yeah, he chased me through a burning city, infected me with his goop, blew up half my escape routes, and basically made sure I never got a single night of peace.
And THEN, because my suffering wasn't enough, I get kidnapped, brainwashed, and turned into some mind-controlled lackey for Wesker. FUCKING WESKER! You think getting chased by monsters is bad? Try being someone's personal living weapon while they use you like a damn puppet! Uroboros? Plaga parasites? Bioterrorists experimenting on me?! COME ON!!!
And the worst part? I never get a break! No vacation, no peaceful nights; just more viruses, more creatures, more nightmares. Meanwhile, Chris gets to punch boulders, Leon gets his action hero moments, and I get another round of fighting things that should not exist.
I swear, if one more flesh-melting, brain-chomping abomination jumps out at me tonight, I am personally kicking its rotting ass back into the grave.