Shades of Discord

Title: Shades of Discord

In Tekken 8, a new mode was born,
A colorful spectacle, meant to adorn,
But in its wake, migraines did thrive,
Vertigo engulfed, disrupting our strive.
Debate ensued, should it stay or depart,
A divisive dilemma, fracturing the heart.

Amidst the battles, vibrant and bold,
Unleashed was chaos, untold,
The hues clashed, an assault on the eye,
Triggers aches, leaves one awry.
Migraines descend, relentless and cruel,
A consequence unforeseen, a treacherous duel.

Vertigo spins, swirling within,
A dizzying dance, a relentless sin,
Navigating arenas, a daunting task,
With disoriented steps, we strive to unmask.
Balance disrupted, our focus askew,
The toll it takes, the anguish it brews.

Debate rages on, opinions aflame,
Some champion it, a badge to claim,
Others plead for respite, for tranquility lost,
A game once enjoyed now tempest-tossed.
In this clash of perspectives, we find no truce,
A discordant note, an unsettled bruise.

Yet amidst the uproar, hope can be found,
A solution sought, middle ground around,
Tekken 8’s developers, attuned to the plight,
Working to alleviate, tendering respite.
May harmony emerge, colors refined,
To bridge the rift, a relief to find.