Negative Side Effects
Justifiable Rage with Mr. Negative(Spider-man/PS4)
The phrase “Time heals all wounds” is nothing more than a lie, as a child’s agony blossoms into an adult’s torment. Watching an antagonistic rise is always a thrill, for there is no telling where this train of trauma is leading.
Inner turmoil so complex that it rivals the intricacy of The Big Apple’s subway system. Tragedy yearns to be a shared language amongst the people, and The Glowing Demon is fluent.
Moving on is seemingly for the weak, as the tide of frustration only rises. A social experiment gone awry, it didn’t take a genius to see the high probability of irreversible harm.
Corrupting the beauty of scientific discovery paints a target on the back. To know the object of your hatred places one at the fork of destiny. Stuck at the crossroads between pushing positivity or swimming in a pool of misery. It’s a rare feat that one achieves both. But eventually, this polarization will devour the soul.
Reasonable Crashout
To condemn Mr. Negative fully is to not know pain. One could easily argue that his actions are despicable, and they would be right. However, judgment and understanding are two different things. Consent was thrown right out the front door with the bouncers being-
-A day burned into someones memory.
-An explosion decades ago still ringing in his ears.
-The bearer of a secret that could rip the fabric of the city.
-A mother and father who never got to see their child grow.
Fury personified is what he’s destined to be, as his parents only exist at the back door of conscience memory. They remain ageless in an antipathetic pit, while his afflictions morph into its own persona. And this personality, this demon, is malevolence incarnate.
Nonchalant
No matter how much detriment spreads through the city, the infection continues. There are more than a few who would slaughter their own principles for vengeance. Buildings will crumble before the inkling of remorse rises to the surface.
Current atrocities will always drown your best qualities, regardless of what is achieved. Charity, philanthropy, donation of infinite money/time, is meaningless when you’re acting like a piece of shit.
Setting a blaze to everything near and dear will satisfy no one. Taking a monster off the street is senseless when you pick up where they left off. The answer to your problems shouldn’t be the reason for the season of anguish.
Accolades in Barbarity
Revenge has no real trophy, but sometimes it feels nice. There is no cure in sight for the vexation that lies within his heart. Sympathy is absent, as it’s a necessary evil that others must endure. Disease-ridden hatred becomes contagious. His wrath pollutes the environment, spreading its will amongst the ecosystem.
Taking crabs in a barrel to a new level, no one will be able to rest until an oppressor’s blood stains the floor. Standing in his way may lead to an early grave or worse, a taste of what Mr. Negative has suffered.
A small flick of the finger tips will have you jumping for joy for a part in the symbolic drive-by turned potential genocide. Offering a helping hand while a devil shoots into an occupied building.
Bullets ricocheting all around, grazing randoms before it pierces a gas main. Screams are heard in the distance as a bystander’s well-being is the last thing on his mind. Mr. Negative controls the wheel, but will he ever find his way?
Lost Forever?
A wave of misfortune submerges the road to sanity. After that fateful day in the lab, the tremors of loss have been shaking his foundation. Lost in a tornado of resentment, gusts of grief that ravage his skin.
Will he be able to look past his own justified hatred and see a better day? Probably not, as I question how much he’s willing to sacrifice for his own goals. Determination fueled by bloodshed can lead to devastating results as the archfiend becomes the leviathan.
Despair pumps vigorously through his veins, pushing irrationality to his frontal cortex. The path he’s walking is begging to see a conclusion. Death before dishonor, but with his actions, it seems that only the former will be achieved.
A flip of the coin
This track of agitation is troubling for some. The preservation of sensibility should be valued over the need for crimson-stained hands. A player can clearly see that the route he’s going leads to a dead end. It’s not just the law keeping the beast contained, but knowing the danger that follows once that door is open. Grasping the reality of letting violent fantasies of revenge come to fruition.
But some dont give a damn as some take heartache and convert to fuel. Praising themselves as a deity of retaliation for the sins of the past. The spirits who will tie the noose around their own achievements in the pursuit of retribution. Happily drowning in immorality as long as their ambitions rest at the bottom.