Complained about working to death in the real world but when asked what he wants by magicians in another world the first thing he says is a job. Not wealth, not wishes, not if he can learn magic--a job! Man, you need a vacation. πππ
Thank youπ
Oh dear! Doctor we got another case of Burning Touch Syndrome!
Dear god... again? Hurry, get me the 'Confrontator' STAT! If those men don't confront each other and come to terms with their feelings, they won't perform the curative action!!
*fetches confrontator* Here you are Doctor. *hands...
I finally remember why this is familiar but I couldn't remeber the end! God, it has been nagging me. It's here, this chapter where I quit. So I'm good now. Good luck future readers, it's fictional shit so to each their own βοΈπ