“Please stop rubbing my failure in my face.”
“What failure? Oh, you mean that time you sold world-ending alien tech to a mob boss and nearly got me killed? That failure?
“You’re not bitter at all.”
Where did this guy find alien tech? Why did he sell it to a mob boss?
The Master of the Rooftop
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