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So the RNG wasn’t about fairness… it was just your therapist whispering through static. I played till dawn, waiting for validation like it was a Spotify playlist for lost souls. The ‘Welcome Pack’? Nah—it was my cat knocking over my coffee mug and sighing. You don’t win games. You survive them—in silence. Who else is still playing at 2 a.m.? Drop a comment if you’ve ever cried over an XP bar instead of real joy.