Part I

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It was the 24th of May, 2023—a day that began like any other, yet marked the start of something unexpected. I remember the thrill of boredom that nudged me to dive into a random match of PUBG. The air was filled with tension, and the familiar hum of gunfire and shouts resonated through my headphones. Among the strangers I played with that day was a player named Skorp, who would soon become a central figure in my gaming life.

When I first heard his voice, it was a blend of confidence and mischief, teasing the chaos of the battlefield. I had no idea that, in just a few days, I would receive a friend request from him—a simple digital gesture that would spark an undeniable connection. I accepted it without a second thought, still oblivious to the journey that lay ahead.

Weeks passed, and our encounters were sparse. But then, like clockwork, Skorp began inviting me to join him for matches, pulling me into the vibrant world of Livik. The map quickly became a tapestry of memories woven from laughter, strategy, and moments of pure adrenaline. Each match was a new adventure, a battleground where we could escape reality for a few hours.

At first, I hadn’t paid much attention to him. But as the days turned into nights filled with gaming, something shifted. I started logging in, my heart racing a little faster each time as I scanned the online list, hoping to catch a glimpse of his name. Suddenly, my once aimless gaming sessions had a purpose: I found myself eagerly waiting for Skorp to appear, my excitement building like the tension before a final showdown.

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