Chapitre 2: Chapter 1 WTF!
Hello everybody it's been a long time but I must leave for I have been fired for my 'toxic' behaviour.
F*cking *sshats.
So the story will continue without my useful commentary of the situation of Kreme Pry.
Also, who the f*ck would name there child similar to a pie made of cream?
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As he was questioning whether or not to run to the hoard to avoid knowing this complicated system or accept his horrible luck, he chose to be the main character for he was still afraid of death.
"What the hell is this [Probability percentage] ability thingy?" k.p asked confused by this unusual ability.
"Welp I guess I should give it a question. How long will I survive?" k.p asked
{99.9% until you see a corpse. For you will likely pee your panties before even killing the corpse}
"Hey! It's not my fault society shunned me for liking unusual stuff." k.p tried justify himself
{Even if you weren't you're still a otaku wimp} but the ability made his efforts useless
"You have a point..."
After k.p stopped his crying he asked the ability again.
"What should -sniff- should I do!?"
{100% shut the f*ck up or the corpses will hear you dumbass! also hide.}
"Okay okay -sniff- I'll do that"
He did as the ability said but he accidently fallen asleep in his hiding place.
While he was sleeping the town is in literal chaos as families get separated and people seeing there loved ones died in front of them, k.p sleeps as if nothing happened.
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État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
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