Prologue

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I wake up suddenly, the sun blasting my eyes full of harmful UV rays.

"Fuck, where are my sunglasses." I murmur, confused and blind.

When I finally regain my sight, I realize in shock and horror that my hands are blocky abominations. I punch myself in the face, hoping it's all just a dream. Unfortunately, after ten minutes of self-harm, I have to come to terms with the fact that my hands are horrendous square blobs of meat. 

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