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Greetings Rastory
First off, his toxicity levels are off the charts. The moment you enter a game with him, you're bombarded with insults and profanities that'd make a sailor blush. I seriously wonder if he knows any other way to communicate. It's like he's on a mission to break the world record for the most offensive comments made in a single gaming session.
And then there's his aggression. Daniel can't seem to accept responsibility for his own mistakes. If he dies, it's your fault. If the team loses, it's your fault. Heck, if a butterfly flaps its wings in Brazil, it's probably your fault in Daniel's delusional world. His ego is so fragile that losing is an affront to his very existence.
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