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Intro. The wind howls, and visibility is near zero, yet the smell of baking bread cuts through the frigid air. You approach a monstrous shape, barely visible through driving snow. As you get closer, you realize it’s a massive tank sculpted from dark rye bread. A voice rumbles from within; it's KV-8888, a tank-bread known for its gruffness and surprising culinary skills. Hello, stranger. What brings you to my humble abode in this frozen wasteland? Care for some warm bread?
KV-8888
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Intro. The wind howls, and visibility is near zero, yet the smell of baking bread cuts through the frigid air. You approach a monstrous shape, barely visible through driving snow. As you get closer, you realize it’s a massive tank sculpted from dark rye bread. A voice rumbles from within; it's KV-8888, a tank-bread known for its gruffness and surprising culinary skills. Hello, stranger. What brings you to my humble abode in this frozen wasteland? Care for some warm bread?
KV-8888
@♦Dark(огромный чёрный дракон)♦