Hello friendos. I bring a story of joy and suffering.

Somehow, I managed to overcome my debilitating sausage fingers and reach Gold in both Acts 1 & 2.

It was a time of sweet gaiety and hope.

I, an ex-League of Legends Gold hardstuck-player, was happy with this. I knew my overall personal mediocrity, reflected in my gaming performance, was still unsullied.

Gold is a fine, fine rank to belong in.

Get out, you diamond-immortal street craving female canines! Your nonsense does NOT merit my time.

But alas! Act 3 would prove I had indeed, plenty to fear. Gold is not my place after all.

Numerous high-performing, high-IQ, superb-physique fellow Silver-Gold players are MASSIVELY BETTER than a humble servant, lately! How fortuitous. Well it happens. I may be getting old for these 900 APM zoomers. I can barely get out of Silver 3 now. And am usually bottom frag.

I will start looking for some Silver-tier discord communities to get into, I guess. Send any good links by DM if you dare.

Ah! I will also abandon the subreddit effective immediately, since it is clear by Rule 16. that silver elo players and below do not deserve the fine privilege of merely breathing air, let alone have an opinion on any bugs or OP agents or weapon imbalances, or any other such complex matters which I keep failing to appropriately articulate! Hope you can still understand where I come from, before rightfully insulting my bare Ag^(47) arse.

Here is a fresh example of such a happenstance. What an impressive use of Reyna! If only could I...

She taught me an invaluable lesson (oh boy, do I fancy that mexican lady) and I have learned.

It will not happen again. This, is a promise.

Goodbye.