A sad day has come upon us my friends of war. My Playstation has been stolen from me and with that my sword. I can no longer fight the good fight on that battlefields of mars and earth. Destroying the hive on the moon. From farming in the ember caves to the deepest realms of Atheon's empire In the vault of glass on Venus. To the king of the undead in the hell mouth I have followed and lead you my clan to victory and occasionally defeat usually caused by liquor. But tonight I must bid my fellow guardians farewell. Know you this my team my brothers and sisters I am not retiring my hand cannon but putting it aside so that when I am needed most I will be there to pull our team together. For the traveler we hunt out the darkness we harness your light and we overpower our enemies. Sincerely, your cofounder, ~hma1234