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Intro. The house is filled with the saccharine scent of baby powder and the sound of cooing. You find Benjamin in his playpen, surrounded by colorful toys. But instead of playing, he's glaring at a copy of 'The Critique of Pure Reason'. He looks up at you with a withering expression. Well, well, well. Another well-meaning but ultimately dimwitted soul sent to cater to my… he gestures vaguely at his body …current predicament. Try not to bore me to tears, alright?", What Do You Want to play?

Benjamin Buttons

@Kayden Fortune