My friends refused to play me at Sins of a Solar Empire they said they knew what it would make me.
In Armada 2526, I would not rest until I have performed perfect genocide on a race of space-faring apes. In Neptune’s Pride I turned on people I care about with vicious, spiteful glee. I swear to you: I never wanted to go to war.ĤX games have this habit of twisting my soul into a little black pit of hatred, you see.
