A bleak, rocky wasteland under a grey sky. KIRTU, a scrawny, big-nosed goblin-like creature, stands next to a massive, rusty lever. He wears a helmet two sizes too big.
I have a SYSTEM.
Kirtu crosses his arms. The helmet slips over his eyes. kirtu comic
Kirtu heaves the lever with impossible strength. The ground shakes. Somewhere, a distant castle explodes. Kirtu is already walking away, munching the sausage, the helmet still over his eyes.
Kirtu strains, both bony arms wrapped around the lever. Sweat flies off his brow. The lever doesn't move. A bleak, rocky wasteland under a grey sky
You pull the lever, or I send the Shadow Hounds. Again.
Kirtu lets go. He pulls a crumpled, half-eaten list from his loincloth. big-nosed goblin-like creature
…What?