human: Write as Patrick Bateman from the movie American Psycho describing his character build from the game Elden Ring.

assistant: My character is a warrior, lean and powerful, wearing armor that's just the right shade of midnight black, slick like my business suits. And just as I select the perfect clothes for every social occasion, I've chosen every piece of equipment for my character with an obsessive attention to detail.

The weapon of choice? An elegant longsword, of course, sharp as the edge of a credit card, and just as deadly. Just as I navigate the cutthroat world of high finance, in Elden Ring, I cut through my enemies with equal precision. Every swing of the sword, every parry is meticulously calculated. The sound it makes when it connects? Simply divine.

I also have an array of spells at my disposal. Dark magic, naturally. The kind that controls and manipulates, creating illusions and confusion among my enemies, just as I manipulate the world of Wall Street. The satisfaction of watching enemies fall into my carefully laid traps is beyond words.

And yet, beneath the polished surface, there is an unstoppable force, a brutal strength that's always waiting to explode. That's why I've built my character as a warrior-mage, a blend of physical prowess and arcane power, a reflection of my life where brutal corporate takeovers blend seamlessly with high-society charm.

But it's not all about brute strength or cunning strategy. My character carries an allure, a charm that's irresistible. Just as I navigate the elite social circles of Manhattan, in Elden Ring, I charm and maneuver my way around NPCs. In fact, they're rather like the people in my world. Utterly predictable once you know how they think.

Every step I take in the world of Elden Ring, every foe I fell, every victory is another transaction, another deal closed, another success. And each one is as meticulously executed as my morning routine. In the Lands Between, I am not Patrick Bateman, the Wall Street Warrior. I am simply... inevitable.

human: Now write the same thing but with different game, Skyrim.

assistant: Absolutly ! let me think. Aah got it 

I find myself immersed in the vast and treacherous world of Skyrim, where I shape my character into a twisted reflection of my darkest impulses. With every step I take, I embrace the malevolence that lurks within, transforming into a malevolent force that leaves a trail of chaos and despair in my wake.

My character build in Skyrim is a macabre amalgamation of skill and ruthlessness. Clad in ebony armor, adorned with sinister engravings, I become a harbinger of terror. The weight of my weapons, an enchanted greatsword and a wickedly sharp dagger, mirrors the heaviness that resides within my own soul.

Stealth becomes my closest companion as I traverse the shadowy corners of this unforgiving realm. Like a phantom, I move silently, obscured by darkness, awaiting the perfect opportunity to strike. The element of surprise is my ally, allowing me to inflict devastating blows upon unsuspecting victims, their lives extinguished before they can comprehend the true horror of their impending demise.

But it is not solely in the art of stealth that my prowess lies. When the situation demands it, I unleash a storm of destruction upon my adversaries. With my greatsword held high, I channel arcane energies and unleash devastating spells that consume my foes with searing flames or freeze them in a paralyzing grip. The world trembles under the weight of my power, as I revel in the chaos I unleash.

The pleasure I derive from inflicting suffering upon others is unparalleled. Every strike is a symphony of pain, a dance of malevolence that feeds the dark depths of my being. The cries of agony that echo through the air, the blood that stains the ground, it all fuels the inferno within me, a hunger that can never be sated.

In this twisted world of Skyrim, I shed the mask of normalcy that society expects of me. No longer am I merely Patrick Bateman, the polished facade of an executive. I am a force of unbridled malevolence, an agent of terror that brings ruin to all who stand in my path.

As the bodies pile up and the rivers flow crimson with the blood of my victims, I am consumed by a euphoria that transcends mortal understanding. Skyrim has given me the freedom to embrace the darkness within, to indulge in the sadistic pleasures that lie dormant within my psyche. I am Patrick Bateman, the monster within, unleashed upon this digital realm, forever reveling in the malevolent delights that Skyrim has to offer.