A kind letter to the entire team that developed this ♥♥♥♥ ass game:
I hope your wife cheats on you and that you think it's your child and then she has a miscarriage and then you find out later that you weren't the father anyways. And then she leaves you. Even though you still love her. And I also hope, that this is the only job you ever get to work because you end up getting into an accident that breaks your legs. And then I hope that because of complications with your legs, like the nerves are destroyed or whatever from whatever accident you get into. I hope that there's like complications from that. From like I don't even know what, but like, it ♥♥♥♥♥ up the rest of your nervous system, and you start to slowly lose use of your arms, and you just have to slowly come to terms with the fact that you're not gonna be able to use your arms anymore. And then once you can't use your arms anymore, and you're basically paralyzed from the neck down, I hope you get brain cancer. I hope you get ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ brain cancer, and you have to get, like, chemotherapy and ♥♥♥♥. I hope you lose it, all your hair and I hope you live a slow miserable existence dying of brain cancer. You lose everything that's dear to you, I hope all your relatives die before you do. I hope every single one of them dies before you do. I hope you have a son and you raise that son till about like 6 to 8 years old when you really start to get attached to them and they really start becoming their own person and I hope he gets murdered. I hope he gets murdered right in front of you. I hope that you, because you're paralyzed, you're unable to save your son from a kidnapper. And the kidnapper takes him, and he takes him home, and he ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, he does terrible things to your son. And then he kills him. And I hope you have to live with that for the rest of your life. I hope that's what you get.