I remember now. A thread in d2 section reminded me of how I first started this game years ago. I was a big noob. Barb was my first class and I started on non ladder east. I couldn’t find anything because I couldn’t kill shit. D2 was my first action rpg. I got scammed several times. People talked shit to me. My former friend tried to help me but he was bad at explaining things. But he was a very good dueler. Eventually, I became annoying to him because I kept asking him for gear. I was so terrible. But then I finally changed my game up and rolled a fb sorc. I was farming pindleskin a million times. There was no game making restrictions back in the day. Then I traded an eth templar might for an enigma and ebotdcb. Then I started dueling my friend. He taught me how to play against caster. He whupped me good. His pnb necro was nasty. That marrow walk bug was too op. I only got him twice.

I did improve over years but not pvp. I don’t give a fuck about pvp. Although I did get better, I did get scammed years later. I thought I was too smart to get scammed again. It was a player named Kush or Kushman. I forget exactly but that player’s name or account name had the work “kush” in it. He got me real good. He told me that he would give me X item if I rushed him from nightmare to hell and complete some quests from normal to hell such as stat quest and izzy. I did everything he asked but he did not fulfill his promise. At first, I was upset that he got me so good. But I moved on very quickly from that. However, I didn’t really understand the situation. The only thing I got from that was to stop helping people. It was only years later that I understood that situation completely because I am slow. I am actually very thankful that such a disgusting person scammed me. Because this helped me become stronger. I became fully aware of what kind of people there are in this world. What power truly means. That there is no good and no evil.There is no justice. It’s just me vs you and everyone else. Would I love to get that prick back one day? maybe. I can hold a grudge for a long time. Nowadays, I have bigger fish to fry. And my young man’s hatred is beginning to manifest in my older body again. It never really goes away.