I'm upset because for hundreds of years I've had a job. First, it was finding a better way to torture humans, then helping them. Then, proving the system was broke, then teaching the demons how to roll a rock up a hill over and over. And then it kept rolling down, so I had to do it again. And then Vicky comes along with this rock-lifter thing and just lifts it to the top of the hill. Pushing the rock up the hill gave me a purpose. Who am I if the rock's gone?

Alex
He/Him
Swaggy Trans guy