At first, I thought he was a lunatic.
I mean, I thought he was Frederick Mk. 2.
“But it's my property to begin with?”
Naturally, it was absurd that they were forcibly confiscating items I'd sold or given away.
Naturally, given the nature of the Gallery, countless requests for a handshake came pouring in, emboldened by anonymity.
- Oh, are you a lunatic?
- A soldier beat the shit out of someone just because he felt like it, and this guy's like, “Don't interfere” ㄴㄴ lol
- Phron is finished.
ㄴ Sigh, there's nowhere else to go now.
Phron was an isolated region...
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