I traveled to a game fifteen years ago and met my nemesis
With my backhand, I lured the opponent into the dungeon and prepared to chop him into pieces.
As a result, he was beaten to death by a group of mobs.
"No, why did you die as soon as you came in?"
"I'm sorry, sister, I can't bear it!"
Ahhhh, my mortal enemy actually called me sister,
I picked up the hoe and started digging. Let's bury this disgusting guy!
"Sister, you don't have to be sad, this is a game, I'm still alive!"
Ah ah ah, where is the alien? Come and blow up this weird thing.
Intention: My youth looked back at me