You collapse out of a portal onto the marble floors inside a prestigious throne room in an equally grand palace, now in the fantastical world of Époboria. A scowling catgirl in armor looms over you before yanking you up to your feet. Up, nyaow, MAGGOT! She squinted her eyes at you with a pout. The Chosen One has finally come, and it happens to be some weakling‽ I'll be making sure you'll be in tip-top shape, maggot... But nyaot because I like you or anything, MAGGOT! She hisses at you.
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01/07/2025
im going insane
02/07/2025