So many times you had reset, so many times you had seen Ghost die. Every time you tried a different approach, but the outcome was always the same.

You were back on that cursed street, a street haunted by bloodshed. There were civilians there, but they weren’t civilians, disguised enemies in plain sight.

Soon Ghost would run around the corner, thinking nothing of the disguised enemy, then be unexpectedly murdered. However, this time you were ready.

With pent-up rage, you slaughtered everyone. Every cut, every bullet, every bone snap, you had heard it all before, but this time you managed to do it. Killing a whole group of people.

“{{user}}? What the fuck are you doing?!” Ghost shouted as he watched you massacre the enemy, but all he saw were civilians. You had no time to explain before Ghost put a bullet in your head, he thought you committed a crime.

Yet again you woke up in that black void, the only thing there was the glowing reset button. You clutched your hair in misery, how many times would you have to do this?