A Grand Theft Auto For the Lukashenko Family (V-Sync)...
A bunch of humans who know the Spartan prayer, the one that sounds like a drunk kid’s rant, and are too messed up to care about their abscesses, like they’re some kind of curse.
I recited the Spartan prayer while my abscesses were screaming at me.
My abscesses are louder than my Spartan prayer.
I pray to Achilles every time I get a new abscess.