Slay the Spire

Oh, dark lord! I embrace thee with thine feathers I took from a sickly flamingo! I shalt go into thy void and take on the cretinous fool who wields the cards that…wait, where did Gregory go? Oh, he is lost, then? Wait, passed?! The cretinous fool laid waste to him in between turns? Oh, Gregory, what an undignified end! You always were an unusual fellow! I shall avenge you with these feathers upon my person, that grant me immortality! …I mean, strength! …Confidence?! Then why did you have me skin that—WAIT, NO, I AM NOT READY! AHHHHHH! CAW CAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

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