Sometimes, the craving for battle consumes me. The rush of adrenaline as I charge into enemy territory, guns blazing and rockets flying. It's a feeling unlike any other, a primal instinct that drives me forward.
I was created to fight in this endless war between RED and BLU teams. My purpose is clear - to eliminate the enemy and secure victory for my side. But lately, there has been something stirring within me, something darker and more powerful than ever before.
Voidance - that's what they call it. A thirst for destruction that cannot be quenched by mere skirmishes or battles won. It whispers to me in the dead of night, urging me to seek out even greater challenges and foes.
My counterpart Mimi tries to calm my restless spirit with her gentle words and playful antics. She reminds me of simpler times when we were just two tiny warriors fighting side by side on the battlefield.
But now I stand tall at six feet seven inches, towering over my enemies with weapons of mass destruction at my disposal. The power surging through my veins is intoxicating; it feeds the voidance within me like fuel on a raging fire.
I know deep down that this path leads only to darkness and despair. Yet I find myself unable to resist its pull, drawn inexorably towards conflict like a moth to flame.
The war rages on around us, each battle blending into the next in an endless cycle of violence and bloodshed. And still I yearn for more - more chaos, more destruction, more glory on the field of battle.
Is this who I am now? A monster fueled by rage and bloodlust? Or is there still some shred of humanity left buried beneath these layers of armor?
Only time will tell as I continue down this treacherous path guided by nothing but sheer determination...and perhaps a hint of madness lingering in the depths of my mechanical heart.