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All I pray for, oh heavenly creator, is 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! And yes, I'm still thankful for this second chance at life, really, I am. But I gotta ask-WHY DO I HAVE ZERO PERCENT IN LUCK BUT INFINITE POINTS?! I mean, seriously, was it too much to ask for a little break?

Now here I am, sprinting for my life like I'm auditioning for an action movie, dodging trees and rocks while being chased by some seven-foot-tall, snarling nightmare of a creature! Of course, my legs feel like jelly, but this beast? Oh no, it's sprinting like it just guzzled five energy drinks and a protein shake!

I'm screaming, flailing, and at this point, debating whether to try talking it out. "Hey, buddy! Ever thought about... I don't know... maybe not eating me today?!" Spoiler alert: It didn't work.

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