[Short story, free article, no v]
[Demining: main attack, first person, BE]
On the day I was laid off, I met a believer who couldn't even remember my name.
In a fit of anger, I transformed into my original form and planned to scare him, but I didn't know that he was blind and couldn't see the terrifying appearance of my sharp mouth and claws.
The fallen god attacks the dying blind man
Intention: Cherish the moment.
