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Howdy, the engineer's in the field. Farmboy charm with a megaton yield. I've got a cranium laced with uranium - disperse your offense with the weapons I wield. I'm hot stuff, 'cause I've got a hundred degrees - so if you boil my blood you'll get burned on steam. I'm overqualified to leave you nullified - you better run and hide to save your sorry hide or die by my machines. Just a friendly engi preventing entry with my deadly sentry. Each practical problem I solve my skill mounts - the only thing higher than my IQ is my kill count.

The author is stupidly inconsistent with his statements in the fic, and even if the story is good, I just can't stand how idiotic MC can be, add up shallow dialogue and overall characters and it's borderline a torture to read.

Also gives PP Points, if it's game accurate of course

He said the thing, everyone, y'all can go now.

Internal bleeding? Hello?

Tis' a si'n o' disrespe't to Bri'ish peo'le, innit bruv?

Basically, us all.

It's been a year since last chapter... Read all 108 of them in a couple of hours, and damn, was that good. A mix of Terraria and Calamity was actually better than I thought. The characters are, surprisingly, amusing and somehow funny. I guess the author has some problems IRL or is just lazy, but man, I would like to see a continuation of this story!

Draedon is a cool guy, ngl.