She was an FX 9590. She was my companion across many worlds. She took me to hell and back (Doom 3, Doom 2016, and an unintentional journey to Windows 10).
We traveled from Morrowind , Cyradil, Skyrim, New Vegas, DC, the Commonwealth of Boston, Gotham, The Star Wars Universe, to The Star Trek universe. Together we have slain Demons, Dragons, and Deathclaws. We kicked Superman's ass. We modded Skyrim until it crashed. We have thousands of kills in Counter Strike. We fought our battles with Lightsabers, Mini Nukes, Batarangs, fists, and Magic. We conquered kingdoms and helped a little girl find her cat.
We chatted with people from Ireland, England, and Japan. We Connected with people on Reddit, then when we couldn't stand the censorship, we left for Voat. We watched as Trump shocked the news anchors. We learned how to replace a timing belt on a mitsubishi. We sent my Mom pics and videos of her Grandkids while she was in the hospital.
She died doing what she did best. We were on Dust II, I was the last survivor. I had just killed the last terrorist, and was racing up the ramp to disarm the bomb. It was tied 7 to 7 in casual. I started to disarm, and.... Darkness. R.I.P my friend.