KhanaX-
ll I ever asked for-oh mighty, heavenly creator-was a peaceful life, like the good old days. You know, quiet mornings, a warm cup of coffee, maybe a cat to cuddle with. Something simple. Something normal.
And yes, I'm grateful for this second chance at life. Truly. Wholeheartedly. With feeling.
But I need to ask-WHY DO I HAVE ZERO PERCENT LUCK BUT INFINITE POINTS?!
Like... was a tiny bit of good fortune really too much to request? A discount? A free trial? Anything?!
Instead, here I am-sprinting for my life like I'm in a low-budget action movie, dodging trees, leaping over rocks, and questioning every life choice I've ever made. My legs feel like overcooked noodles, but the thing chasing me?
Oh no.
This seven-foot-tall, snarling nightmare is running like it just chugged five energy drinks, a protein shake, and the will to end me.
I'm screaming. I'm flailing. I'm crying. At one point, I even consider negotiation.
"Hey, buddy!" I gasp. "Ever thought about... I don't know... not eating me today?"
Spoiler alert:
It did not work.
Luck?
Ha.
What's that supposed to be-another mythical creature?