"Don't shoot!" is quickly becoming the Arc Raiders community's equivalent of "hello". Two rattling scavengers spy each other across the courtyard of rubble and freeze in place. Eyes narrow. Fingers twitch towards holstered rifles. Tumbleweed rolls between them. This is the moment where it can go one of two very different ways – either a tentative call for peace and cooperation in this harsh wasteland, or a sudden barrage of bullets. It all comes down to this instant. But... Can't we all just get along?
Apparently not. And after too many nights of trying to be the best version of myself, I'm ready to embrace my villain origin story. You might hate me, Arc Raiders community, but keep in mind: you made me this way.
