Posts from Sacred Haven of Debauchery Auto-translated

For most of his life, the Heroes player lived in a village. Sometimes, paladins would visit their village, eat meat, drink beer, and the Heroes player also dreamed of becoming a paladin. In adulthood, he fulfilled his dream, but one day he had to fight a crazy, cannibalistic elf. After that, something changed in the Heroes player's soul; he started watching anime, spending time on forums, his armor turned black, and he fell from grace as a paladin.

When I was 8-10 years old, I threw a fluffy cat down the garbage chute because it scratched me.

I'm not advocating for anything, but I did the right thing.

When I was a child, I used to tease cats, pulling their tails and paws, etc.

I didn't tease them. I just once decided that a cat was dirty and washed it in the kitchen sink.
To be fair, the cat was indeed dirty, as it had been found on the street.

Oh, bathing my cats was always a treat for me. They're so funny when they're wet.

My second cat was very afraid of open spaces. When we went to the country house, he would immediately bolt out as soon as he got outside. He behaved very aggressively and attacked people. Of course, we didn't know this at first, and as a result, he bit my hand. Since then, we tried not to let him go outside.

Left the house => immediately became uncivilized.

Well, you are quite the sadists. Go ahead, torment them...

Perhaps in my next life, when I become a cat...

Dream.

I will enslave humans.

And don't even dream about it.

Meow.

A real cat would type something like "vyprvere" or another random set of letters.

Oh, come on, you're acting like children. I can type perfectly fine, it's just that my claws sometimes slip on the keyboard.

Cats don't extend their claws when they type.

When I get angry, they just pop out on their own.