your heart is racing, and that’s exactly the mode you want.

We are the stress incarnate.
Our hearts race, our hands shake, our crosshairs never miss.
Where panic strikes, we thrive. Where fear looms, we swing harder.

1 HP? 3 enemies? Zero mercy. That’s our playground.
Tilted? Perfect. Panic fuels precision.
We don’t calm down — we weaponize cortisol.

Enemies crumble under chaos, allies fear our intensity, and the scoreboard remembers only one name: Cortisol Deamons.

We are toxic, demonic, and unhinged.
Stress is our ally. Tilt is our game. Victory is inevitable… because panic is our power. 😈💀🎯