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I sat there in front of my computer, moving my enormous fingers clumsily about the keyboard. It had occurred to me before how entirely depressing my lifestyle was. I sat in my darkened room nightly, day in and day out. I played this game to the point of the logo being burned into my brain. It was a children’s game, or at least that was the original developer’s intention. I understand that the fact that a 20-year-old man is toiling away his life in front of a children’s game, makes my predicament equally funny as it is woefully depressing. This did not dissuade me from continuing my work, I suppressed thoughts like the fact that I’m a major disappointment on a regular basis. This in what kept me sane, what kept me working.
I was just finishing up the map I was working on, a stupid obstacle course, that anyone with a fully developed brain could complete in under two minutes. Luckily for me, Roblox’s target demographic had just recently completed the task of crawling out of their mother’s vagina. This is what kept my pathetic ass financially afloat, putting bread and incontinence medication on the table. With one last ineffectual flail of my grossly obese digits, I posted it. It was unoriginal, simplistic, and packed to the metaphorical gills with microtransactions. It was also unfortunately, my only means of employment. I ensured that my
I had already began creating my next functionally identical map but with minions this time, when I received an email. At first, I thought it was someone knew messing with me, but upon further inspection it was neither of them. I had received a seemingly innocuous email from an anonymous sender from a throwaway email account. Knowing this couldn’t possibly be anything sinister, I clicked the email without hesitation.
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-''Hideo Kojima”'</i>
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