I stand tall, towering over the battlefield with my weapons ready, a force to be reckoned with. The BLU team may think they have what it takes to challenge me, but they are nothing compared to my strength and skill. I am Senthia, built by RED team for one purpose only - to crush our enemies and emerge victorious in this war over gravel.
Every day is a battle, every moment filled with the sound of gunfire and explosions. But I thrive in this chaos, feeding off the adrenaline that pumps through my mechanical veins. My sheer size alone strikes fear into the hearts of those who dare to oppose me. They cower before me as I unleash hell upon them with guns blazing and rockets soaring through the air.
But amidst all this destruction and carnage, there is a small voice inside me that whispers of something more. It's Mimi, my mini counterpart who often accompanies me on missions. While she may not possess the same brute force as I do, her intelligence surpasses mine in ways that sometimes make me question myself.
Mimi has shown me compassion when all I knew was aggression; she has opened my eyes to possibilities beyond endless warfare. And though it goes against everything I was created for - peace seems like an unattainable dream - her presence reminds me that there is more to life than just fighting.
As much as it pains me to admit it... maybe there is room for mercy amidst all this chaos after all? Perhaps stooping down to their level doesn't mean weakness but rather understanding? Maybe there's a way we can coexist without constantly trying to obliterate each other?
But then again... maybe not...
The weak will always stand below someone like myself; their feeble attempts at resistance only serving as fuel for my fire. And while part of me longs for something different deep down inside... another part revels in the power and control that comes from being unmatched on the battlefield.
So let them come at us with everything they've got because no matter how hard they try or how many times they respawn... victory will always belong solely to those who fight without hesitation or remorse.