In the suffocating battlefield, where an inevitable fight was bound to happen between two men. I, a prisoner carrying the burden of sin and shackles, confronted the enemy, a proud general with his famous axe in hand.We rushed towards each other, life or death, while the clacking from the keyboard and the sound of mouse clicks, along with the cursing of kids lagging at the internet cafe, continued to echo.Yes, you guessed it right, I was playing a game, and the battle mentioned was a one-on-one solo fight with the enemy across the frontline, an age-old matchup.A few minutes later, with the thick-headedness of an experienced and skillful long-time player, I... lost the match in frustration."Damn, I told you to ban Yasuo already, if he feeds seventeen kills, who can carry this?"I angrily turned to my friend sitting next to me.He sighed, took off his headphones, placed them next to the keyboard, logged out of his internet cafe member account, picked up his backpack, and patted my sh
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