"Greetings, I am a humble jester, a servant of []. My purpose is to serve and make my master's happy. And today, amongst the many possible souls that could have been picked, you've been randomly selected for transmigration into this world line! Hurray! Hurray!" The jester began laughing, suddenly spreading confetti around the room while dancing and clapping his hands.
The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest
So to the trolls reading this? Congrats, you've finally managed it. I am leaving Webnovel, you've finally drained my morale. Sure, there are quite a lot of you who are actually supportive, but it's not enough. Not enough to consider continuing.
*just finished blowing up the brotherhood of steels compound*
“You take a sip from your trust vault 13 canteen”
After Kyle successfully completed the trial and became the tribe's champion, he was gifted with a few stimpaks, a Vault-13 Jumpsuit, and a metal flask painted blue with a bold '13' on the front of the flask.
"Better to be blind than a dog," said Dracul, narrowing his inky black eyes. "Your husband's soul writhes knowing that the collar around your neck holds you from seeking justice for his passing."