After watching Acend in Berlin, I wanted to know why Acend was so good.
So I started to search. I almost didnt sleep for days. I knew I was gonna find out their secret. I was determined, and giving up wasn’t an option in my mind.
Days passed, a week passed. I knew I was so close, I could feel it.
Then one day, I reached out to a former Acend org member.
He sent me a weird messages, first I thought he was just kidding with me. Then I looked closer, and I realized that it wasn’t just some guy trolling me. The messages weren’t nonsense. They were a combination. But combination of what?
I quickly turned on my PC and translated the messages to every single type of language, one by one.
-... . .-. .-.. .-..- -.
01010011 01110101 01101110 01100100 01100001 01111001
I finally figured it out. Except the last message, no language was related to it…
The first 2 messages were simple. “Berlin, Sunday”
I immediately checked the day, it was Friday. I bought a ticket to Berlin. Luckily, I already had the required VISA and other papers.
Sunday morning. I was in the plane, heading to Berlin. And I was still trying to figure out the last message.
The plane landed. I knew I had to figure out the last message, because if I didn’t, the other messages wouldnt help me.
The Acend vs Sentinels Grand Final was today, I didnt want to miss it. So I hired a car, went to the hotel, went to the hotel room I already booked.
Hours passed. I still couldnt figure it out.
The match score was 2-2. Last map was Haven.
Then I got a message. It wasn’t something too important. It was just my 8th grade nephew asking for help for a math question.
I read the question, it was just basic x,y coordinates question, I answered it, then I closed my pho… oh wait.
Coordinates?
How could I be so dumb? Of course the last message wasn’t any language. It was just coordinates!
I checked the coordinates. It was a place called “Verti Music Hall”. It was the place where the tournament was held.
I immediately went outside and got in the car. I started heading there.
I parked my car. Then I got another message from the old member of the Acend org. This time, it wasn’t a weird language. It was English. It was just looking like a funny copypasta. What could it mea- oh. Oh my god.
I quickly went in. Then I found myself next to few casters. I took a microphone, I cleared my voice.
And those magic words that would change millions of lives and expose all the lies came out of my mouth one by one…
“cNed skilled player but that is not normally, This very very insane....They need to check him pc and game.....Maybe he not cheating but maybe he using the game deficit ...and this cant seem on game screen..He needs to check-up....”
The score on the 5th map was Acend 12-11 Sentinels. Cned planted the spike on C and he had to clutch 1v3.
He one tapped dapr who was lurking from long. Then Tenz and Zombs double peeked him from doubledoor but cned managed to headshot zombs and dash away. It was cNed vs Tenz. Cned was about to peek, but I managed to call a fake tech pause. The round was a second away from ending.
I immediately went on the stage, and checked his pc. It looked clear first. I was feeling more and more guilty every second for calling that pause.
Until that moment.
I found a suspicious file. I opened it and it was in front of me.
“word.exe*
I turned to cned and said “why?”
He looked inside my eyes for exactly 5 seconds. Then he screamed this;
“Get out of my way”
He pulled out a knife and stabbed me 27 times. He ran away.
The cameras were on me. I didnt expect this to be my last moments. With my last effort, I looked at the cameras, and I said:
“NA Supremacy”
and I breathed for the last time.
NA never won an international trophy again.
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