Some people are heroes and some are vilains.
This is the story of a "true darkness ! " guild.
When I was young and candid, I worked hard for FyKru,
I did free jobs like saving villages and was a nice guy.
One day, I was going to fight a "boneless skeleton" but
when I was going to take the last hit a fucking traitor
back stabbed me and then finished off the creature and took the
loot. When I woke up I was undressed by a woman, I was
like "WHAT THE HELL!?!". Two seconds later I was in my
dream, again... It seems like Moquette slave and
Sheep Skin are about to have a fight in their