They're like old friends that life decided wouldn't get together, yet the will persists.
My Childhood Friend is an Ultraterrestrial Invader Inhabiting the Apothesized Body of My Goddess Ex, now with an Insatiable Hunger for Frankfurterwurst!?
First volume, printing this Autumn.
A century's worth of computer innovation from the greatest minds on Earth just for this fuckass doll to eat up 10 zoggabytes of RAM manifesting a stuffed crust pepperoni pizza in her neural cloud
I know it’s impossible to keep a lid on highly anticipated characters returning, but man I wish wasn’t immediately smacked in the face with them the millisecond a new event drops on CN.