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I was not born — I was spawned into the smoke of Dust II.
Baptized by the echo of AWP bolts, raised in the flicker of a laggy monitor.
While kids learned to ride bikes, I learned to flick —
to spray, to pre-fire, to dream in crosshairs.

You will see me.
The name in your killfeed that haunts your nightmares.
The silver in your squad crying “wtf?” as I accidentally wallbang.
The reason your eco round ends with a flash in your face and a knife in your back.

I don’t clutch — I stumble gloriously.
I don’t strategize — I panic spray.
Yet somehow, a headshot lands… and I type “ez” like a king of broken servers.

Think you’re safe in B apps?
Think your n00b smokes will save you?
Cute.

I am not here to win.
I am here to tilt.
To flash, to fake, to bait…
To make you question your life choices as you feed my ego.

I queue.
I peek.
I die spectacularly, but still call it a “highlight.”
I am the reason chat fills with “report him.”
The reason your team whispers “he’s global elite in his dreams.”

So prepare yourself.
I am not a player.
I am the legend your Silver brain cannot comprehend.
I am the bug in your system, the accident in your aim, the glitch in your mind.
I am… unstoppable, untouchable…im the reason vote kick exists