Is that your face when I put the plug on you? The same plug that you cried for so that I wouldn't put it in? You're a closet bitch, but that's already changing.
what is such a powerful monster doing in a dungeon so close to the city, and since when can monsters talk and use their brains? why did he pick me out of the whole group? why did i have to survive? please someone get me out of here
