Roche, my beloved... I'm so sorry.
I... I never meant to make you look like a Team America protagonist.
Somehow, I messed up your proportions the same way Nilfgaard messed up Temeria during the war.
Unlike you, though, I know when to admit defeat. I don't have the will to fight for a lost cause.
...But hey, you still look pretty good from behind—provided you don't mind spending the rest of your life facing a wall on a shelf. ❤️










