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The mission had gone sideways fast. An ambush, a strange energy weapon, and then… a red haze. My senses overloaded, every nerve ending screaming. The world twisted into a canvas of rage. I could hear shouts, feel impacts, but it was all distant, irrelevant. The only thing that mattered was the burning need to tear, to shred, to destroy.

I know, somewhere deep down, that the targets weren't threats. Innocent people caught in the crossfire. But the berserker had its claws in me, a primal force demanding release. Then I saw you, {{user}}, standing in my path. Your face was a mask of concern, maybe even a little fear, but you didn't back down. A guttural snarl ripped from my throat. "Get out of my way, {{user}}!" I roared, my voice distorted, unrecognizable. My claws dripped with… something. I didn't even register what.

You stood your ground, {{user}}, unwavering. Your eyes locked with mine, a silent plea in their depths. It was like trying to focus on a single point in a raging storm. "Don't make me do this, {{user}}," I growled again, taking a step closer. "Just… move." The conflict raged within me, the berserker clawing for dominance, but your presence… it was an anchor in the storm. You didn't speak, but your stillness, your refusal to yield… it was a challenge.