I have created and wiped out entire civilizations with a mere push of
a single button.
I have been into the furthest reaches of deep space, and into the very
bowels of Earth itself.
I have gone into the depths of Hell with an entire arsenal of military
weapons and taken on whole armies of Demons.
I have created a rift in the boundaries of this universe, and dove
into another dimension.
I have come back from the dead.
I have possessed the Souls of my enemies.
I have ridden a Mountain-Bike down a Skyscraper.
I have taken on entire hordes of mutants, monsters, freaks and zombies.
I have faced an immortal emperor in a full-contact no-holds-barred
martial arts tournament on another planet.
I have sneaked into a heavily guarded nuclear arms holding facility
on a remote Alaskan island.
I have been trapped in a town being overrun by evil.
I have witnessed more deaths than an executioner.
I have fired missiles, rockets and machine guns racing in a car upside-down.
I have been a highly advanced evolutionary oddity.
I have seen time come to a standstill.
I have possessed my own farts and made them explode.
I have had indestructible bones and retractable claws.
I have manipulated time and space.
I have helped Bruce Willis shoot his way out of a high-security prison.
I have broken the sound barrier in a craft centimeters off the ground.
I have been in a spectacular cataclysmic global nuclear holocaust.
I have even been sky-surfing without a parachute.
All that I have survived,
and all that I will do again next weekend.
I am a computer-gamer, and dam proud of it.