I didn’t rise—I fought for it.
Through broken teams, lost streaks, and doubt that hit harder than defeat.
Bronze trapped me, Gold tested me,
and every fall asked me to quit.
But I stayed.
I learned the chaos,
turned failure into instinct,
and queued again—no matter the cost.
One last climb, one breath, one fight—
and Eternity finally burned across my screen.
Not luck. Not chance.
Just proof
that I never gave up on myself.
Would you like me to generate another poem for you?
TOP 8 MRC + ETERNITY
