I Became the Tyrant of a Defence Game - Chapter 114
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
He is getting married
Just joking, please dont get married
team building exercises
You MFS you can’t say this and end the chapter here !!! F you cliffhangers !!!!!!!
Ash is unbelievably charismatic, though he doesn’t really have a choice haha.
time to drink sorrows with alcohol
gonna get some new upgrade babbyyyy
I just want a happy ending with all the characters just with the characters dying you can see the steaks are high and anyone can die
the light in his eyes is fadding away…


































I can’t get over Jupiter’s death