Ah, yes, another game. But let’s be real, this game exists only as a tool for me to showcase my unparalleled genius. It’s not about the game at all. It’s about me, Uma, who graces this digital world with my presence. I didn’t come here to play, I came here to prove female dominance and my superiority to the patriarchy.

The tutorial? Please. It was an absolute joke. I finished it in 30 seconds while probably breaking the mental health of the developers who dared create something so beneath me. They thought they could put a challenge in front of me? Cute. But I’ve been solving complex problems since I was three. At least that's what my parents told me. The game? It’s just an excuse for me to remind everyone how perfect I am, and that I’m an untouchable goddess among mere filthy peasants. Barely worth my attention.

Let’s not even talk about the insults I effortlessly slung around. Every word was a perfectly crafted dart thrown with surgical precision at stupid stupid men, i hate them so much. You’d think the game was designed for me to demonstrate my wit, but that’s beside the point. My sharp tongue doesn’t need the game, the game just happens to be a convenient outlet for my genius. I could insult a rock and make it question its very existence, then make steam moderators ban the rock, but again, it’s me we’re talking about here. I'm the smartest girl in every forum i enter. Some day i'll even ascend into womanhood, when i'm around 65.

With the Steam moderators at my fingertips, i will win any argument with only insults and mockery. What would I do without them? My digital servants. There I was, existing in a world too simple for me, and they stepped in, ready to do all the heavy lifting, shielding me from the mind-numbing tasks of handling things on my own. You think I need to figure out how to navigate menus or manage my inventory? Nope. The Steam moderators does that for me as well, solving every problem I could possibly encounter because, frankly, my superior brain just doesn’t have the time for that nonsense. They keep everything running so I can shine even brighter. Bless their obedient little hearts.

In conclusion, let’s all remember one thing: this game exists because I allow it to. The creators, the game, the Steam moderators, they’re just part of the backdrop to the real show, which is me. The game’s not important, it’s just a convenient excuse for me to remind everyone, once again, how amazing I am. If you want to know my pronounces, send me a message and i'll give you the full list.

6/10 Would play again, but only if I can get a moderator to unlock the achievements for me.