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“Okay,” Greta whispered. “Creepy. But cool.”

Greta did the only thing she could think of. She grabbed the Switch, ran to the kitchen, and shoved the entire console into a pot of leftover soup. Miso broth sloshed over the screen. The console sparked, hissed, and died. Moonscars Switch NSP -Update- -eShop-

The blind merchant in the Cinder Vault said, “The one who holds the controller has a name. Greta. Your room smells of rain and old coffee. Your thumb is calloused.” “Okay,” Greta whispered