What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little shit? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class in the Astral Express, and Ive been involved in numerous Simulated Worlds on Herta Space Station, and I have over 300 confirmed follow ups. I am trained in twirling warfare and Im the top damage in the entire universe. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will kuru-kuru you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this planet, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Stellaron Hunters across the universe and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the twirl, maggot. The twirl that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. Youre fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred followups, and thats just with my hammer. Not only am I extensively trained in hammer combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the IPC Space Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the planet, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will kururin all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking dead, kiddo.
All I know what to do anymore is play Seele, it's been so long. I don't know what Star Rail is anymore. The other day, I put a different character and tried to proc Resurgence with them. Everything has become Seele to me. There are no other characters, no skills other than Sheathed Blade. The only Ultimate i know how to activate is Butterfly Flurry. Occasionally I use Bronya skill, and I cry a little. I Thwack for game but wish I was being gamed instead. It's become a joke of sorts, or maybe it's just my life. I can't go anywhere without seeing Seele. I went to feed my dog the other night, but instead of eating she flickered in and out of existence while brandishing a scythe. I had to put her down. I sit in the corner now counting down the days, the days where we shall see sweet release from this torment, the day when turn-based RPG was about 2 sides taking turns and creating something beautiful. Those days are long gone. I have seen God, and I have seen the devil, but they are one and the same. I stared into the abyss and screamed, and it screamed back: "Disappear among the sea of butterflies".
I can't take it anymore.
I'm sick of Seele. I try to play Sushang, my Seele deals more damage. I try to play Yanqing, my Seele deals more damage. I try to play Dan Heng, my Seele does more damage. I want to play Tingyun, her best team has Seele. I want to play Bronya, but she wants Seele.
She grabs me by the throat, I grind for her, I do SU for her. I bought the 5* SU Hunt Lightcone for her, even superimpose it for her. She isn't satisfied. I pull for her signature lightcone, she scoffs it off. "I need this to be superimposed." She tells me.
She doesn't need a team and she throws herself onto her enemies. "You just need to support me, I can do everything by myself." I can't pull for more support characters, I dont have enough oneiric shards and they aren't available yet. She grabs my credit card, it declines. "Guess this is the end."
She uses her ult. She says "Disappear among the sea of butterflies, illusions of the past." At this point, I've already been broken. Nothing but resurgence always having her turn every single time. What a cruel world.
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