Status Updates From We Who Have No Gods: A Nove...

Ah yes, we’re having a conversation about how this brooding sac of emo was a literal peeping tom, so we use that moment to talk about his dead brother to “humanize” him.

Bruh trauma doesn’t make you spy on women in their underwear. You sick fuck.

I hate romantasy, Jesus. It’s no wonder women settle for less than they’re worth.

I alternate between enjoying this and rolling my eyes at it. Pretty much anytime Xan is on page I’m rolling my eyes. I hate romantasy. But when he’s gone it’s fun like half the time! I love Sarah!

Yeah, I’m gonna regret finishing this, aren’t I?