[ Tattoo: A permanent and artistic mark on the Survivor's skin that can impress or intimidate others. It has 100% chance of unlocking new Survivor Skills. The tattoo's design will depend on the unlocked Survivor Skill. ]
"Did I betray the humanity and join Anima? Ugh… Whatever… It must be a long story." Shane muttered as he decided to ignore this for now. It was not even his past or future but in an alternate timeline itself… Even if he really betrayed humanity at that timeline, the Shane of this world should not feel guilty.
And also, the fact that when I watched the anime, I was a teenager, around fourteen or fifteen years old. Clearly, there were better things to focus on than the names of places.
Unbeknownst to me, even as I walked on the street at night on my way back to the inn, my body refused to look up. Like an instinct, my body refused to gaze at the moon.
"The bar is full of people who came because of you, and your friend decided to eat a bad hot dog before playing, not even giving me time to call the other band, what do you want?
[Why would I not be indifferent to ingredients? Do you care about chickens' lives before eating them? As for the vegans, you guys should really read about the impact of large-scale avocado farming before eating another one. But hey, it's your life and I don't care how you live it.]
Once Ren was satisfied and let go, Yuuki quickly stood up, ran about five or six meters away from him, stuck out her tongue and yelled, "Daddy is a monster! Blah blah blah~~"
As he spoke, Max began to sink into contemplation. The idea of opening a door on an object was one thing, but opening it on his own body to avoid attacks was a whole new level of control. He even realized that this ability could be extended to help others as well.