I was stranded in the middle of the desert map in PUBG and out of nowhere someone with a car stops nearby and honks at me and they let me get in their car and they drive me back into the circle and I was so touched and I thought we were gonna be bffs even tho it was a solo match but then they stopped, got out of the car and shot me to death.
Okay, you messed up, whatever it is didn’t go to plan. Maybe you didn’t study today. Maybe you procrastinated all day. Maybe you gave up on that essay you need to write. Maybe you didn’t write that lab report. Maybe you had to sit a test without being prepared and are pretty sure you failed. So what? Mistakes happen, they’re a part of life and there’s nothing you can do now. Where do you go from here? Give up entirely or learn from this experience and do the best you can from now on? You can come back from this, it’ll be okay.
This kind of shit is why I fucking love this show. Because the bad guys got fucking wrecked. Too many shows and books and movies are just the protags getting stomped on for a hundred hours and then maybe after that something bad will happen to the actual monsters, but it’s rarely proportional to the harm they caused. This show though was just like, yeah, two episodes after this dude did some unspeakable evil shit he gets his ass torn out his throat by demons, but not before they pause to point out that everything he did was monstrous and wrong. Castlevania on Netflix is a Good Fuckin’ Show
