Why would I be in the realm where people calling me name? I am not a fatso, anonymous victim nor whatever they've decided to befall upon me. I am not that ugly meat that nobody cares. No, that empty shell holding a mouse and a keyboard is a nightmare I constantly have because of my badassness. I am Master Chief and I'm here to save the day. Argh, why I must constantly dreaming of being that thing. Wake up, damnit! We got a planet to save.
A place where I don't know what I said.