Give me my blood and carnage.
Promise me the field of corpses done with my own two hands and my own machine gun. Let my primordial self dance in front of explosions from my rocket launcher. The thud of man and monster hitting the ground. The crunch of bullets impacting their target, collapsing all flesh and bone in their path. Let me hear my enemies scream and recoil and finally die. I walk the path of total annihilation and these crimson fires at my feet are nothing compared to the destructive rage in my heart and mind. All things seen in shades of red, colored by blood and by anger. All things awash in chaos. All red keys opening red doors, all blue keys opening blue doors. Flood the reactor chamber with fuel, the reservoir with water and power to the main generators. Start it up, fire the rocket and send me to the next goddamn level. Let's go! Let's go!
Kill 'em all. Kill 'em all!
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