"Unwrap my gift, son."

"I'm good, maybe next Canto."

Oh well, oh well. Here I am, doing this shit again. I have Wild Hunt in drafts and drunk Rodya too. I just want to sleep, especially after I fought those disgusting Sweepers on LoR. They were easy, zero casualties in sight, but I definitely lost sanity because of their batshit healing. Thank you lazy ass green hair dude for your abnormality pages.

But everything is alright because Gregor and Lei Heng porn continues to exist. But they're arousing enough, without the porn.

-- Please, have my kids. --

-- Please, use me as your ashtray. --

-- Please, use me as your meat shield. --

That's it, i'm cumming too much. I'm gonna birth more Gregor bots.

Christmas is coming early, and so am I.

"People used to respect you, Gregor..."

"... I never asked them to."

"Don’t proceed any further... Only hell awaits you."

"Sorry, but I don’t think I can follow your advice. I ought to be a go-getter if I don’t wanna be fired."

"Have you abandoned your honor... for some pittance?"

"Sold it in a bundle along with my medal. The landlord was getting real impatient about my rent, you see."

"You’re... no different from us...

In the end, we’re...

... nothing... but disgusting pests..."