>>4482801You will never be a real Devil Arm. You have no soul, you have no elemental powers, you have no demon form. You are a fire arm twisted by magic and gadgetry into a crude mockery of Hell's perfection.
All the “tech” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. After obtaining you people shelve you. Your players are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “mains” cry at your need for Gunslinger behind closed doors.
Swordmasters are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of hours of Lucifer combo footage have allowed Swordmasters users to sniff out filler weapons with incredible efficiency. Even devil guns who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a Swordmasters. Your button configuration is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a new player to use you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he sees half your shot miss.
You will never be in another game. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself Gerbera is a good replacement, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a mod the game, port a Nightmare Beta model, put it on your skeleton, and pretend you never existed. Machiavelli will find you, heartbroken but relieved that he no longer has to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. He’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your Pandora number, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a gun is buried there. Your metal will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a boss that has a Gunslinger inside it.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back. Feel free to die when you had enough.
