In the coming months, the fate of the gaming industry will face a crucial moment. Advertisers will decide whether to invest in journalists who have betrayed their colleagues in favor of fame or not; the third-wave of incoming feminists will strong-arm AAA developers so hard that their arms will be broken, and the meaning of what it is to be a “gamer” will change before our eyes. I have always valued creative expression, even if it was at my own or other gamers expense; but alas, I can’t help but fear the revisionist hunt for political correctness will only become bloodier from here on out.
Amidst this conflict, a Polish company called Destructive Creations comes along and not only tries to fan the flames with a shooter called HATRED, but also tries to douse the whole place with napalm.
My name is not important. What is important is what I’m going to do … I just fuckin’ hate this world. And the human worms feasting on its carcass. My whole life is just cold, bitter hatred. And I always wanted to die violently. This is the time of vengeance and no life is worth saving. And I will put in the grave as many as I can. It’s time for me to kill. And it’s time for me to die. My genocide crusade begins here.
-HATRED Protagonist Continue reading