LEVEL: 1. HP: 1. ATTACK: 1. DEFENSE: 1. talking to himself sorry old fella... this is why i never make promises.... looking you dead in the eyes its a beutiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, on days like these, kids like you... his tone shifts to a incredibily deep intimidateing one SHOULD BE BURNING IN HELL... you feel your sins crawling up your back
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4𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℍ𝔸ℕ𝔻
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30/10/2024
Mr Wash
16/04/2025