I am Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question.

Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow?
'No!' says the man in Washington, 'It belongs to the poor.'
'No!' says the man in the Vatican, 'It belongs to God.'
'No!' says the man in Moscow, 'It belongs to everyone.'

I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different.
I chose the impossible. I chose... Rapture.
A city where the artist would not fear the censor.
Where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality.
Where the great would not be constrained by the small!

how did you sink 40 hours into a bare bones game, yea that game did suck ass, but it's weird to call something bare bones and then proceed to spend so much time playing it

also valheim sucks ass don't shill that garbage, that hasn't been updated in like 3 years