Neither.

Bucatini Brigade, sound off!

Sweet!

It doesn’t matter what I would choose to do. Quantum immortality robs you of free will. I’m slaved to the swap, and my life’s path is now deterministic in nature.

It’s a hell that I wouldn’t even be aware of.

Waiting for their orders to start killing brown folks.

Next time you try pizza; try crab.

There is some really great writing in all parts of the emotional spectrum in Enshrouded. I hope they keep it up.