Four years ago, my teammate u/vladval stole a kill from me with a mere seven damage. SEVEN.
He laughed at me. He laughed so hard and for so long.
In that moment, a rival was born and a promise was forged in silence.
I did not forget. I could not forgive.
Time has passed, and so did Verdansk… and Caldera… and Urzikstan. And then… Verdansk came back.
The memory never faded.
I carried that memory like a scar.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold…
Tonight, the cold descended, and justice struck with the weight of destiny itself.