Boy oh boy where do I even begin. Battlefield 6… honey, my pookie bear. I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you. The way you drive into the paint and strike fear into Activision's eyes. Your silky smooth gameplay, and those gorgeous graphics. I would do anything for you. I wish it were possible to freeze time so I would never have to watch you be abandoned for Battlefield 7. You had a rough development after 2042, but you never gave up hope. You are even amazing, you're a great game and Multiplayer FPS, sometimes I even call you Game of the Year. I forever dread and weep, thinking of the day you will one day be abandoned for your sequel. I would sacrifice my own life it were the only thing that could put a smile on your beautiful cover art. You have given me so much joy, and heartbreak over the past month. I remember when you stopped your open beta and its like my heart got broken into a million pieces. But a tear still fell from my right eye when I watched you win your first positive metacritic review, because deep down, my glorious king deserved it. I just wanted you to return to traditional battlefield gameplay. Then allas, you did, my sweet baby battlefield 6 came back to the basics and I rejoiced. 2021 was a hard year for us baby, but in 2025 you made history happen. You came back from the failure known as 2042 and I couldn't believe it. I was crying, bawling even, and I heard my glorious king exclaim these words in the form of a live-action trailer,
"Who was that? Doesn't matter." Not only have you changed the game genre of FPS and the world forever, but you've eternally changed my world. And now you're getting older (now 1 month), but still the goat, my goat. I love you pookie bear, my glorious king, Battlefield 6. 🥰❤️🫶🏽

the zombies touched me inappropriately