“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“When I was 8 I killed 3 men, then I got drowned. Then to get married I had to go train with this warrior lady who I watched almost die, then I had to fight overthrow a king to get married. Then after getting married I murdered my own son, watched my buddy Fergus die. After that I had to fight off an army for 3 months straight, brutally wounded. After that I had to murder my battle brother with the Gaè Bulg, which sent bony thorns throughout his body. The I almost got assassinated, where I had to cut open my own stomach, tear out my intestines and tie myself to a standing stone to fight off another army. Then I died. Then I spent the entire 2 thousand year span of my afterlife fighting demons. Then I came back.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“When I was 8 I killed 3 men, then I got drowned. Then to get married I had to go train with this warrior lady who I watched almost die, then I had to fight overthrow a king to get married. Then after getting married I murdered my own son, watched my buddy Fergus die. After that I had to fight off an army for 3 months straight, brutally wounded. After that I had to murder my battle brother with the Gaè Bulg, which sent bony thorns throughout his body. The I almost got assassinated, where I had to cut open my own stomach, tear out my intestines and tie myself to a standing stone to fight off another army. Then I died. Then I spent the entire 2 thousand year span of my afterlife fighting demons. Then I came back.”
He smiles madly “Looks like I’m not the only one with a miserable life. My best friend [gp]ed me after killing all of my friends, but I doubt I can beat all of that.”
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“When I was 8 I killed 3 men, then I got drowned. Then to get married I had to go train with this warrior lady who I watched almost die, then I had to fight overthrow a king to get married. Then after getting married I murdered my own son, watched my buddy Fergus die. After that I had to fight off an army for 3 months straight, brutally wounded. After that I had to murder my battle brother with the Gaè Bulg, which sent bony thorns throughout his body. The I almost got assassinated, where I had to cut open my own stomach, tear out my intestines and tie myself to a standing stone to fight off another army. Then I died. Then I spent the entire 2 thousand year span of my afterlife fighting demons. Then I came back.”
He smiles madly “Looks like I’m not the only one with a miserable life. My best friend [gp]ed me after killing all of my friends, but I doubt I can beat all of that.”
“If I had a chance to go back, I’d do it all over again.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“When I was 8 I killed 3 men, then I got drowned. Then to get married I had to go train with this warrior lady who I watched almost die, then I had to fight overthrow a king to get married. Then after getting married I murdered my own son, watched my buddy Fergus die. After that I had to fight off an army for 3 months straight, brutally wounded. After that I had to murder my battle brother with the Gaè Bulg, which sent bony thorns throughout his body. The I almost got assassinated, where I had to cut open my own stomach, tear out my intestines and tie myself to a standing stone to fight off another army. Then I died. Then I spent the entire 2 thousand year span of my afterlife fighting demons. Then I came back.”
He smiles madly “Looks like I’m not the only one with a miserable life. My best friend [gp]ed me after killing all of my friends, but I doubt I can beat all of that.”
“If I had a chance to go back, I’d do it all over again.”
“I’m not sure if I would, but I can’t go back so there’s no point worrying about it.”
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“When I was 8 I killed 3 men, then I got drowned. Then to get married I had to go train with this warrior lady who I watched almost die, then I had to fight overthrow a king to get married. Then after getting married I murdered my own son, watched my buddy Fergus die. After that I had to fight off an army for 3 months straight, brutally wounded. After that I had to murder my battle brother with the Gaè Bulg, which sent bony thorns throughout his body. The I almost got assassinated, where I had to cut open my own stomach, tear out my intestines and tie myself to a standing stone to fight off another army. Then I died. Then I spent the entire 2 thousand year span of my afterlife fighting demons. Then I came back.”
He smiles madly “Looks like I’m not the only one with a miserable life. My best friend [gp]ed me after killing all of my friends, but I doubt I can beat all of that.”
“If I had a chance to go back, I’d do it all over again.”
“I’m not sure if I would, but I can’t go back so there’s no point worrying about it.”
“True that.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
He smiles “Hmm, I didn’t expect to meet anyone with a life as bad as mine, it was nice meeting you Liann.”
“Same he, Guts. Hmmm. You deserve a Limerick. Where are you from?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
He smiles “Hmm, I didn’t expect to meet anyone with a life as bad as mine, it was nice meeting you Liann.”
“Same he, Guts. Hmmm. You deserve a Limerick. Where are you from?”
“Don’t remember, never mattered to me. I was always moving somewhere else anyway. Thanks though.“
“Hmmm. There once was a man with a sword. So large it could carve a Fjord. Clad all in black. Through demons he would hack. Far from one you would ignore.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
He smiles “Hmm, I didn’t expect to meet anyone with a life as bad as mine, it was nice meeting you Liann.”
“Same he, Guts. Hmmm. You deserve a Limerick. Where are you from?”
“Don’t remember, never mattered to me. I was always moving somewhere else anyway. Thanks though.“
“Hmmm. There once was a man with a sword. So large it could carve a Fjord. Clad all in black. Through demons he would hack. Far from one you would ignore.”
He chuckles, “Thanks for that, see ya around I hope.” He gets up and walks away, anyone who get close dying in one swing.
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
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*Cut*
“I’m adopted, found in a pile of intestines, so the name’s fitting enough.” He sheaths his Dragonslayer.
“See now that makes sense. And is horrifically dark.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Sometimes you don’t get to live a good life. I haven’t lived a good life.”
“My life was the greatest either.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
He chuckles mirthlessly “How about we compare lives for a bit? I already told you how my life started, fell out of my dead mother’s womb into a pile of intestines.”
“I was conceived 3 times, almost got killed by a dog which I then had to kill with my bare hands, was forced to be a guard dog for a few years and doomed myself to a short life, all before I was 8. That’s the good stuff by the way.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
He chuckles “I lived under an abusive mercenary for a father, who trained me to be a soldier by about the same time, who I killed in one of our practices because he was drunk and attempted to kill me. I was outed by all my friends, spent more time as a mercenary, gained new friends as well as a best friend, who then betrayed us all to become a demon, leaving me the only survivor, I lost an arm, and have spent my life killing demons ever since.”
“When I was 8 I killed 3 men, then I got drowned. Then to get married I had to go train with this warrior lady who I watched almost die, then I had to fight overthrow a king to get married. Then after getting married I murdered my own son, watched my buddy Fergus die. After that I had to fight off an army for 3 months straight, brutally wounded. After that I had to murder my battle brother with the Gaè Bulg, which sent bony thorns throughout his body. The I almost got assassinated, where I had to cut open my own stomach, tear out my intestines and tie myself to a standing stone to fight off another army. Then I died. Then I spent the entire 2 thousand year span of my afterlife fighting demons. Then I came back.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
He smiles madly “Looks like I’m not the only one with a miserable life. My best friend [gp]ed me after killing all of my friends, but I doubt I can beat all of that.”
“If I had a chance to go back, I’d do it all over again.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“I’m not sure if I would, but I can’t go back so there’s no point worrying about it.”
“True that.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Cut*
He smiles “Hmm, I didn’t expect to meet anyone with a life as bad as mine, it was nice meeting you Liann.”
“Same he, Guts. Hmmm. You deserve a Limerick. Where are you from?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Don’t remember, never mattered to me. I was always moving somewhere else anyway. Thanks though.“
“Hmmm. There once was a man with a sword. So large it could carve a Fjord. Clad all in black. Through demons he would hack. Far from one you would ignore.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
He chuckles, “Thanks for that, see ya around I hope.” He gets up and walks away, anyone who get close dying in one swing.
*Boink*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Of course I’m here.*
*How ya doing?*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow