In Valorant's realm where prowess meets fate,
Stood y0y, a player known for his gait.
With skills once sharp, now somewhat washed,
Yet in the game, his passion still embossed.
A paycheck stealer, a title he bore,
In each match, he aimed to score.
With cunning moves, he'd take the lead,
Leaving opponents in dire need.
But some called him a one trick,
For his strategies, they deemed too slick.
Yet y0y persisted, unfazed by the doubt,
His determination never allowed to flout.
Chamber abuser, they whispered in jest,
His tactics sometimes put to the test.
Yet in the heat of battle, he'd rise above,
With precision shots and unwavering love.
Though criticized, he stayed his course,
For Valorant was his chosen source.
With every game, he sought to improve,
His spirit unbroken, his passion still behoove.
So here's to y0y, the valorant maverick,
In the arena, his presence is prolific.
Washed or not, he continues to fight,
For in Valorant's world, he finds his light.
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