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Parsabad, Ardabil, Islamic Republic of Iran



I asked myself. Are we even real? Are we even a part of all this? All this stimulated universe that we call "reality". I was devastated by the thought that i will never escape. I can never see my friend geral and Nutelka again. They were gone. I was too harsh. I was too egoistic if I can say this. Im so sorry for being your so called "homies". Im just a withered Kampsos.
Happy Hello Weenie my dear followers, strangers on the platform internet, steam, whatever you call it.
Kampos the GOAT
Nut, and A Geri told me that he was heaven. (Heaven is a position on the map called Nuke)
(Nuke is a powerplant map)
Suddenly, the radio went quiet. I felt cold air rushing down the hallway. I was close to the enemy, i felt his presence. But it was quiet. It was too quiet.
The lights went off. The radio clicked. I said: -Hello!!