Turn and leave. Not my problem!

From Create Your Own Story

Wow, that's a dick move.

So much of a dick move, that whichever God it is in heaven/Lady Luck/just sheer random chance, hits you with a lightning bolt from a clear sky as you walk down the path away from your crying former friend.

You die.

You deserve it.

You monster.

THE END.

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Furry Status (you)
Health -100 Equipment:

Sweatpants, Molten flesh

Gender Male
Species Lizard
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