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Recently found out that Deadly2814, Devid has passed away. He was revered by many as the best PvMer of his time but to me, he was the most kind hearted friend. I spent some of my cherished memories in life alongside him and others from PvMA community that I... show more

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Jules - JMJ3 years ago

Not been on twitter but yeah found out about Devid few weeks back. Heartbreaking, such a legend, stupidly selfless and always out to make everyone have a great time. Forever in our hearts.

Ryan3 years ago

One of the nicest guys I've ever met, sorry for your loss Omid. 😢 Rest in peace Devid🤍

Dardan3 years ago

Holy shit no way man :(

boo_ya3 years ago

Unbelievably good guy, was always a joy to be around. Never complaining, no bad vibes from him what so ever. Simply just a guy who'll be missed by so many of us. Love you Devid

Livey3 years ago

@ThatNiceGuyBen What a great guy, I’ll miss him ❤️

Sully3 years ago

Sorry for your loss ❤️

Beau3 years ago

Sorry for your loss Omid ❤

Joshh3 years ago

No way man, he is 100% in the hall of famer in my eyes RIP Devid, will be sorely missed

Briflex3 years ago

sorry to hear

Zoonix3 years ago

Rip Devid :(

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