This joke is awesome.

I am a hot-blooded rogue, also a Saints of the Underworld, and of course a destroyer. I raised a simulated goat, and I also have a courageous heart. One day, a mission called me to a decayed land, here is a zombie siege; I fought my way out, always remembering Assassin's Creed in my heart. I assassinated the Prince of Persia, uncovered the mystery of Spore, let cells split, obtained the Medal of Honor, opened the Elder Scrolls, and gained Darksiders. My legendary sword journey began. I joined the mafia, later I became the Trinity, participated in Ghost Recon, wielded the Staff of Truth, and went to Battlefield to fight. I was engaging in self-defense, carried out an armed assault on the empire, and they launched a total war. There was a traitor among us, who killed Ritchie and Dingdang. I put on Metal Gear, became the God of War, defeated the Death Courier with an iron fist, took out Mini Ninjas, accidentally triggered Red Alert, escaped into Homeland Defense, dodged Bulletstorm, started Garden Warfare, flew an F-22 Raptor, set up a Gatling gun, got into Mass Effect, triggered Crysis, Flash died. I upheld the philosophy of Command & Conquer, brutally killed Prototype, am the Edge Warrior. Thinking about those European Wars, Titan fell, Harvest Day came. I crushed Heroes of Might and Magic, started Dragon Age, came to Dead Space, unleashed full force, battled through Warriors Orochi. Here everything was completely sealed, like a Killing Zone. I spent the time in Resident Evil, afterwards, I drove Need for Speed, carried Rayman, kicked up dust, raced to San Francisco, then through Lost Forest, passed by Dead Island, and arrived at Mirror's Edge, avoided Radiation, pulled along a Watchdog, blew up Gears of War. In my world, there is no word for 'lose'; opposing it is 'victory'. I entered the Kingdoms of Amalur, which was practically Machinarium. I saw Bioshock, visited Borderlands, saw Wonder and the Colossus, then worked with Thief to steal things. I firmly believe in Heroes of Might and Magic, bore the weight of shame, looked at Tomb Raider; she told me the Ninja Gaiden I want is in Wolfenstein. I passed through Uncharted, stepped into Portal, returned to Wolfenstein, swung a war hammer, fought with the infamous Son of Rome, known as Mortal Kombat. I was transported to Middle-earth, summoned Rainbow Six and Guitar Hero to fight against Killers and Onimusha. I just want to say: 'Forget me not.' ~… Hmm?I'm still alive! Thanks to my aura, I didn't die. I fell into a magic gate, arrived in No Man's Sky, summoned Doom Slayer and the 15-year delayed Duke of Destruction, and beat Street Fighter and Grand Theft Auto to a pulp. The shogun had a child of light, I transformed into a demigod, flew to Noir Los Angeles, told tales of The Settlers, and Final Fantasyed my death, because Max Payne told me my time was near. Suddenly, the notorious bully Rooney appeared and beat me half to death. I healed in SimCity and escaped to the divine realm, took seven days to kill the sniper elite, became a tycoon on a tropical island, was the sunlight in Nobunaga's Ambition: Sphere of Influence, played the Blade Symphony, and reminisced about the days of Mount and Blade. Later, I met a planet explorer, who took me on a UFO, arrived at Castlevania, built a civilization, and started my Sims life.