"It's okay." I say, looking down.
After an awkward pause, she says, "it's fate." and I looked back up, my lips apart in surprise.
I paused, confusion setting in, "What?" I say absurdly.
"We-we're meant to meet." She stammers; for something exceedingly laughable she maintains a solemn face. I have to say, that is admirable. Still, I wonder, what is she regarding to?
There is no possible approach to this conversation that'll convince the woman how deranged she is, so for now, let's play along.
"Says who?"- Page 15
"Why us?"-Page 61
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The Great Slaughter
AvventuraA CYOA game revolving around the only survivor of a massacre. Discovering magic and strange people, he's set on revenge.
