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What the hell? Who decided it was a good idea to move me out of the infirmary and put me into that smelly, old, disgusting room? And who the hell looked after my medication? Because I felt completely loony and out of it.
Anyway. Did anyone manage to safely bring that pathetic pig back, or did Yuber do him in? Don't matter to me. But apparently I slept through Valentines day as well aa couple of worthless events you good for nothing maggots can only come up with to keep yourselves from squeeling from my presence.
If it weren't for these bothersome wounds, I would slaughter the whole lot of you. I'd tear you into pieces, I'd rip your throats out, I'd shove your arms down your neck, feed you to Eike and AAARRRGGGGGH MY MUSCLES.
I'll show you greasy slimes how much better I am than you. I've decided to participate in one of your lame events to win Luserina's heart. Not that her heart matters, it's probably full of love and all that stupid mushy stuff. Get real. The only type of feeling anyone needs is the kind of feeling you get when you become unstoppable. But that position is already taken.
Tch.
Anyway. Did anyone manage to safely bring that pathetic pig back, or did Yuber do him in? Don't matter to me. But apparently I slept through Valentines day as well aa couple of worthless events you good for nothing maggots can only come up with to keep yourselves from squeeling from my presence.
If it weren't for these bothersome wounds, I would slaughter the whole lot of you. I'd tear you into pieces, I'd rip your throats out, I'd shove your arms down your neck, feed you to Eike and AAARRRGGGGGH MY MUSCLES.
I'll show you greasy slimes how much better I am than you. I've decided to participate in one of your lame events to win Luserina's heart. Not that her heart matters, it's probably full of love and all that stupid mushy stuff. Get real. The only type of feeling anyone needs is the kind of feeling you get when you become unstoppable. But that position is already taken.
Tch.