one day you’ll stop playing valorant for the last time.
you won’t know it’s your last game.
you’ll just… stop queuing.
life happens. you get busy. you move on.
and somewhere in the back of your mind, you’ll wonder.
what rank could i have hit if i actually tried?
not the “i play for fun” cope.
not the “i could hit radiant if i grinded” lie you tell yourself.
actually tried.
actually vod reviewed.
actually treated the game like it could give you something back.
you’ll think about the version of you that didn’t tilt after pistol.
the one that didn’t blame teammates.
the one that locked one agent and learned it properly.
you’ll think about the duo you never found
because you gave up on people after one bad game.
the friend you ghosted after a loss streak
who could’ve been your best teammate.
some people meet lifelong friends in ranked.
their teammates.
their careers.
you’ll never know what was on the other side
of the queues you didn’t play.
the rank you didn’t push for.
the people you didn’t give a second chance.
every dodge.
every “i’m not feeling it tonight”.
every “this lobby is doomed”.
was a choice.
and choices add up.
you’re writing that story right now.
with every game you don’t review.
every excuse you make.
every queue you skip.
make sure it’s a story you can live with.
study the VALORANT way
Had a girl freaking out
“WHY DID YOU FINISH IN ME?”
Telling me I have to buy her a “plan B”
Told her no shot Im buying that
Go drink a few bottles of wine if youre worried about it
I don’t HAVE a “plan B”
This sh*t is do or die
Live or die by the sword
Keep your “plan B”.
Astrology, numerology, gematria…
It’s all real
You have to be genuinely midwit to think it’s all fake
Billionaires have astrologists
It’s used in Wall Street trading algorithms
Everyone at the top knows it’s real
BUT
It’s demonic power
Taking it too seriously is literally selling your soul
You can acknowledge it
Maybe glean some info from it
But at a point you’re succumbing to Satan.
Caution advised.