[From the Author of Author's POV...] Emotions are like a drug to us. The more we experience them, the more we become addicted. The hardest part is not letting them consume us. But it's already too late for me. I've already been swallowed whole. *** I had no knowledge of the game. I was meant to have died. And yet, I found myself in this situation. A game I had never played before. A character I was unfamiliar with, and... A world that seemed to want to swallow me whole with every move I made. What the hell is going on? ...and who am I? *** Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p
I need the experience, so here we go.... Once upon a time, three little pig is building their own home. First pig is building his house with the most fragrance hay he knee, claiming to want to live in the house with great smell. Second little pig is building his house at the top of mud, claiming it so he wouldn't have to go around finding the soft mud to play and smear on his body with. The last little pig just build a normal cottage, with wifi device installed.