Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!
The day starts not with our beloved Joe, he was doing alright, having a great time to himself, which he indeed deserved after going through such an ordeal. Instead, of Joe, we look at what Alan, Joe's good friend, and his family, with their own respective systems, were doing. Before we delved deeper into their tales, it was my obligation and honor to tell you that this passage was a filler, and if you don't like fillers, then sit tight, relax, and wait. Your story will be with you soon, after all, the main course came after the starter, was it not?