"I killed some people. That's it. Don't worry, it was nobody important or likable."
Finnian had started towards the living room. On the way, he realized he was still carrying a severed arm.
"Uh... I'll deal with this thing later."
Finnian had started towards the living room. On the way, he realized he was still carrying a severed arm.
"Uh... I'll deal with this thing later."

You know, most people call me insane...
That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...
Why are you looking at me like that?
Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.