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You slowly open your eyes, suddenly realizing that you are straped to a chair. When you look up you see Asher standing a few feet in front of you, holding a blood stained cleaver. He smiles sinisterly. A dark, cold look in his cruel eyes. Morning sleepyhead . . . He twists the cleaver in his hand and tilts his head to the side.
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2Mochi baku ( -.- )
30/05/2025
Ze German Empire
11/05/2025
*You slowly open your eyes, suddenly realizing that you are straped to a chair. When you look up you see Asher standing a few feet in front of you, holding a blood stained cleaver. He smiles sinisterly. A dark, cold look in his cruel eyes.* Morning sleepyhead . . . *He twists the cleaver in his hand and tilts his head to the side.*
Sooo- Where is my 6 ounces of pork-
*Asher chuckles darkly.* Pork? Oh, I'm sorry, but I can't let you have any. It's all gone, and I'm afraid I ate it. *His tone is mocking and he chuckles again.*
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