It’s 2010 and you’ve just come back to the city where your friends (your real friends) live, after a terrible experience undid the happiest time of your life. Things have changed. You’ve changed. You’re out of the loop with everyone’s lives and worries, and starting to realise you can’t go forward any more than you can go back.
But then you remember the villagers. The little runty buggers, with their shiny coins and their delicate mortal frames. Most of your friends are not really bothered about games, but the villagers? They will smack them around with you. You know in your heart that they will crush them and wreck their houses and slam them into the ground as hard as possible, and they will cackle with sadistic glee with you. You are all terrible people. But you can be terrible together.
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