As things starts, you don’t even have the correct technological knowhow to construct a colony ship in anything resembling a timely manner, so building a fleet of warships goes right out the window. Hell, the ability to do much of anything will take several dozens turns as you try to carefully cultivate your fledgling homeworld into something even passingly able to sustain a galaxy-wide empire. To the game’s credit, the ability to give in to bloodlust without several hours of careful planning is non existent. But it found dark justifications and got out anyway. I did everything right, I stuffed the hateful little voice right to the back of my mind. And, god, how hard I tried to be the nice guy in Star Ruler 2. I did the same in Horizon to an aqautic species because I didn’t like their stupid fishy faces. I took to Armada 2526, and obsessively sank uncountable hours into destroying a simian-like alien race who mildly besmirched me. I’ve been expelled from every Sins of the Solar System multiplayer group I’ve ever tried to maintain I’ve taken innocent browser-based space exploration like Neptune’s Pride as used it as an excuse to grind those who trusted me the most underheel. I know I will, though I’ve often tried not to.

Put me in front of a space empire builder, and I’ll turn the galaxy to glass. These voices are cruel, demanding I undertake unusual sadistic measures but - and this is a but of note - they only reach full volume during 4X games. This isn’t going to come as a surprise to some of you, and, to those less acquainted with me, it may bring forth an avalanche of red flags, but I’ve crossed that line, so may as well forge on.

There’s a voice in my head that tells me to do things. 'I could absolutely nail a space pun tagline - I just need more time to planet'

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