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Here, in a world of bizarre landscapes and odd creatures, TURXA found endless chips in wild flavors. He indulged, forgetting his gaming world. But with each bite, his skills in Street Fighter waned.
Returning, his friends noticed. "You're off your game," they'd say, puzzled. TURXA, bloated with secret snacks, could only grunt in frustration.
This became his routine: vanishing into alternate realms, binging on chips, losing at Street Fighter. His friends thought he was dodging them, unaware of his nightly escapades.
One day, he confessed. "I've been to another world," he said, "and it's made me lose my edge." They laughed, not believing, but TURXA knew the truth.