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It was all good. This was the best game I've ever played! Everything was awesome, the role was amazing, and the team was great, because it consisted of just me, of course.
How did I initially want to play? It's simple: bless, bless, bless, bless, bless, bless, bless... and occasionally kill.
For two nights, I couldn't bless myself. Then I decided, "Forget this blessing, I'm already powerful, I'll go mess with the negatives."
The third night... I was thinking, thinking, thinking, constantly changing my mind. Then I decided, "Red is the most suspicious, let's kill him."
The fourth night... I was thinking, thinking, thinking, constantly changing my mind. Then I decided, "Shamrock is the strangest, he's definitely mafia, I need to kill him."
In the end, I killed the Engineer, and that's when my brain broke. I don't even know what it was related to, let's just say it was some kind of lunar activity, a full moon, and magnetic storms. Anyway, my brain started telling me, "Forget the theories, kill everyone and win. You have a chance, why help this pathetic town, kill them all!" So, I started killing. Toxa, who was targeting me. How dare he?! He got what he deserved.
After that, my evil twin brain completely took over and started making terrible plans to destroy all life and let the Paladin win. At the same time, it completely forgot about all the previous theories and guesses and started acting intuitively, forgetting everything. The Guardian is alive... The Guardian is alive... Kill the Guardian. Kill Ment... Wait. Why Ment, if he's a Hunter? These thoughts came to me in the supermarket, when I was standing in line at the checkout. I ran home as fast as I could, but I didn't make it. At the same time, I sincerely believed that the Lizard was not a Spirit, but rather the Guardian. Theories were no longer for me; I was too tired for them.
Then, it was the third sleepless night of thinking, my mind was completely clouded, and my body just needed rest. All of this culminated in what everyone can see a few pages earlier. I couldn't hold back.
But how good I felt when I revealed myself. Damn. I don't need to think anymore, I don't need to build theories or solve puzzles. Rest! The magnetic storm passed, and I was like "I woke up." Phew, what an idiot I was. What have I done? Everything was so good!
That's my story. So, town, you were just lucky that I was so inexperienced, and all that. If I had more experience, I would have played differently.
But how many + and - I still get in the forum for that post. So far, there are more pluses, and I'm glad.
Thank you all for the game! You are all great guys! It's so much fun and interesting to play with you!
Thank you, GM, for the interesting and exciting setting! Arko, don't be too offended or angry that I revealed myself; everything was clear anyway.
And yes, I'm not a drug addict. I'm a psychopath.