As a Y8S2 champion I have a lot to say about this game. i never played it because it intrigued me, nor did i play it because i was naturally good at it; I played it to live up to someone else's standards. This game taught me everything that i know about life and the people around me. Some of the people that you come to know and care for so well; may just be the ones that betray you at your most vulnerable. This game was that coping mechanism i needed, and it broke me apart, to reshape me into the virtuous empyrean that i am today.

Everything that i have come to master, predates to this game. My ultimatum decision of switching to PC. my newfound love for competitive games; and my lust for self validation all led to the vindication that is "Rainbow Six Siege." I played to exceed past what i knew at the time as my best friend, to now hearing the echoes of my past as i play all but one quick match. In my pursuit of dominance i have lost what made me, well me. Sacrificing time and everything meant having the upper edge on just one individual, and i was ready to put it all on the line. After beating them for the first time i took the skills that i honed through hard work and perseverance to climb the daunting mountain of "Ranked." As I escalated through the ranks i found myself at "Platinum", I was bewildered; to have come as far as my equal, I had a chance to become something they couldn't be. Through the grueling days and weeks i eventually found myself at Diamond 1; praying and hoping id finally break out to champion i spent a whole day on this monstrous achievement. When I finally got what i wanted, that was the moment i finally felt content; no stress of failing to meet ones expectations, to bar to set anymore; i won. I was a "Champion."

Days pass by and i slowly dwindle from siege; I've lost my love and passion for this game, and my experience spells out the issue with all games in this modern era. Competition; it'll consume you, but its up to you how that process happens, and if your willing to give a piece of yourself to thrive in this industry. I love and hate you siege; but you've shown me how to succeed and i will use what I've learned in this game to go about my daily life, now and forever. Thank you for the good times. ~ Psynomic

From a long distant past, all the training, the tribulations, the heartbroken rage that he felt inside; Arthur Morgan was ready to face Geppetto's puppet "Pinocchio". He was prepared for such a fight, as he stole all the Ergo from every puppet on the planet he was determined that he could defeat the legendary "P". As he was bested in the first phase he knew that he must awaken, he was to become a god; so he looked into the sky to take all of Tuco's power and transform into the mother of all meth dealers. The blue ♥♥♥♥ was indeed bussin and as Arthur states with his countrey accent, "Tuco really went the extra mile with this one." and proceeded to blue meth all over the place. The habanero attacks that he threw really sent home how much he values New Mexico, and even if he may die; he'll be known from all the mexican's that the blue stuff is the ♥♥♥♥. As he drew his final breath he saw Heisenberg, hoping that he would receive praise for his efforts he was instead greeted with the most heart wrenching words that would inevitably spell his demise, "♥♥♥♥ you and your eyebrows."

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