Happy Life
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- Kimo, - she muttered for what felt like the hundredth time, shuddering and mentally thanking the demiurge of this world for the fact that all her personal belongings, including her underwear and both dress forms, fit into her bag.
The last line in the letter gave her hope that he would surrender to the authorities or slit his own throat, but that hope was as small as a grain of sand.
From now on, she decided to double the number of buffs she used to reinforce the walls of "her dwelling."
=> 😪
The last line in the letter gave her hope that he would surrender to the authorities or slit his own throat, but that hope was as small as a grain of sand.
From now on, she decided to double the number of buffs she used to reinforce the walls of "her dwelling."
=> 😪
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
