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Posts from Sacred Haven of DebaucheryAuto-translated
I was 14, and I remember I was friends with a boy, but then I started liking his brother more. The first one, in despair, shouted: "How could this happen? What should I do to win you back?", and I, of course, like a true bitch, blurted out: "Just jump out the window." And he did. From the third floor of the school. Luckily, it was March, and there was still snow, so Yura only ended up with a broken leg. But of course, I immediately dumped his brother and ran to Yura. He was a knight. What a gesture!
So, this is the story that inspired Revan when he wrote about Rinze... You can find the full story, by the way, so you can properly cringe.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
From the very first paragraph, I experienced cognitive dissonance. Sometimes she wants a knight, sometimes a roofer, sometimes a bandit... Although, in reality, she probably just wants a very unintelligent man.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
Arandor
Heroist
