continental wrath

the poros, seeing this, attempt to stare at the squiggles too! Do not seem to understand what they mean though.

"Night is coming. You should head to the kitchen for your snacks."

Nevertheless, his answer caused him a smaller laugh. Hide progress? How? As far he knew, there was no button able to hide whatever progress that has been made as nothing has been made in first place, unless it was higher technologic advancement he couldn’t barely imagining or something so greatest magically it would remain unseen. The word reset causing him a frown. He had a witch at home that had their own perception about what a world or a circumstance can be --- although he would be first one reassuring about how they weren’t like this in the first place, becoming instead eat by circumstances rather than imposing possibilities to create various outcomes … ❝ How? How you can hide progress? It sounds like a stupid question, but it’s not something that can be hidden easily … unless it became some kind of secret cult. I’m also a bit catch up off guard by that word. Reset. The manner that word is used, about how there is failure … ❞ He didn’t know in which extent Featherine could use that word, and in which manner it was expressed inside that biggest Web of Time that served as playground … hence, imposed into a world’s system was something that intrigued him. ❝ It might not be my world, hence having no consequence inside where I came from, I’m not stupid to not taking in consideration how my inconsequential presence with have influence. Not only me, but also the other visitors~ Knowing about the backstage of a world is the best manner to be sure to made no dramatic actions, don’t you think? After, you’re the leader, you’re the person in charge ! ❞

Dagruel admiration for any race but vampires need to be studied one day, but not today. His answer is said and he sits down, bringing out from under the table a bottle of alcohol that was tightly packed. Sure the country might be suffering a bit, but he is still a king and kings often drank themselves stupid. alas Dagruel biology prevented that, so ... he can pretend to be drunk.