Once upon a time, in a vast digital kingdom,
there lived a mighty nation known as The Players.
Brave, loyal, battle-tested warriors who had spent years fighting in countless arenas.
Their only wish:

A fair battlefield.

But atop the tallest tower sat the ruler of the land: King Valve.
Resting on a golden throne, surrounded by treasure chests and the divine “cling-cling” of case sales.

Every day the people sent scrolls to the royal court:

“Your Majesty, cheaters are invading our villages!”
“Your Majesty, the servers are collapsing!”
“Your Majesty, our bullets do not obey the laws of hitreg anymore!”

King Valve, barely lifting his eyelids, replied:

“Silence, my people… a new case is coming soon.”

Cheaters roamed the kingdom freely.
The guardian knight VAC slept at the castle gates, snoring like a dying dragon.
Cheaters walked past him with ease.

VAC simply muttered:

“Go on, traveler. The king doesn’t care anyway…”

The people were furious.
Villagers whispered to one another:

“We are the warriors…
but our king loves his gold more than his people.”

With every new update, the fields of FPS died,
the forests of hitreg withered,
and entire villages lagged into ruin.

Meanwhile, King Valve remained focused on just one thing:

The holy income of the royal cases.

So the truth became clear:

The People fight while the King sleeps.
The People cry while the King counts coins.
The People bleed while the King announces ‘NEW CASE ADDED.’

And in the end, the entire kingdom declared:

“We are not playing a game…
We are witnessing a king destroy his own kingdom.”

Once upon a time, in a vast digital kingdom, there lived a mighty nation known as The Players. Brave, loyal, battle-tested warriors who had spent years fighting in countless arenas. Their only wish: A fair battlefield. But atop the tallest tower sat the ruler of the land: King Valve. Resting on a golden throne, surrounded by treasure chests and the divine “cling-cling” of case sales. Every day the people sent scrolls to the royal court: “Your Majesty, cheaters are invading our villages!” “Your Majesty, the servers are collapsing!” “Your Majesty, our bullets do not obey the laws of hitreg anymore!” King Valve, barely lifting his eyelids, replied: “Silence, my people… a new case is coming soon.” Cheaters roamed the kingdom freely. The guardian knight VAC slept at the castle gates, snoring like a dying dragon. Cheaters walked past him with ease. VAC simply muttered: “Go on, traveler. The king doesn’t care anyway…” The people were furious. Villagers whispered to one another: “We are the warriors… but our king loves his gold more than his people.” With every new update, the fields of FPS died, the forests of hitreg withered, and entire villages lagged into ruin. Meanwhile, King Valve remained focused on just one thing: The holy income of the royal cases. So the truth became clear: The People fight while the King sleeps. The People cry while the King counts coins. The People bleed while the King announces ‘NEW CASE ADDED.’ And in the end, the entire kingdom declared: “We are not playing a game… We are witnessing a king destroy his own kingdom.”