There’s something deeply embarrassing about yelling “NOOOO!” at a browser game made of floating circles.

And yet, that’s exactly what happened to me the third night I played agario.

I had spent nearly half an hour growing my cell into an absolute monster. I was dominating smaller players, avoiding dangerous fights, and climbing the leaderboard for the first time ever. Everything was going perfectly.

Then I made one tiny mistake.

One.

A massive player split across the screen at the perfect angle and swallowed me instantly.

Gone.

Thirty minutes of progress disappeared in less than two seconds.

I stared at my screen in complete silence… then immediately clicked “Play Again.”

That pretty much explains my relationship with agario.