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I was born alone. Both of my parents failed to show up to my birth date. On that very day, I died, I continued to live but my body and mind were never alive.
To be graced with the gift of life, I realized all of it was meaningless the very moment I stepped into this world. Alone, Crying, merely 20 seconds old... I was alone, and I knew from that day that I would get revenge on my parents, whoever they were. For abandoning me... leaving me to grow on my lonesome.
But it was around 20 years later from that day that I finally learned my calling, my need to be alive. It was this person. Having this person on my steam account, supplying me with games like HuniePop and Crush Crush NSFW.... This is my calling. A true gamer.