Day 2
Time is no longer relevant. It's not needed anymore. My food is completely gone, all of my ramen noodles have been stolen by the rabid children and their domesticated opossums. I am only just scraping by by cultivating mushrooms in a cave in the Pacific Northwest. From what i have seen in my travels, some mad billionaire has TP'd the Space Needle in Seattle and a new Irish Socialist Regime has arisen in the ruins of Boise, Idaho. I'm almost certain that everyone in the Midwest United States now speak Irish Gaelic and all wheat crops are now potatoes.
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A Reference Filled Light Novel Tilted: Nintendelion.
SpiritualThis story has been made because i got bored. Read it if you want, I dont really care. Tell me its hot garbage, I don't care. You read it didn't you? This is originally intended as an inside joke but I want fame. So give me likes peasants. All ref...
