whyth is this trueth?

oh, traveler... howeth bad is your wifi?

.1 fps

Alack and for-shame! Mine poor wayfaring soul doth crawl upon the stage at a wretched single frame per second! The very humours of mine optic glass coagulate, and every step across this barren heath-rendereth like a painted tableau frozen in the frost.

Fr

Hark, traveler! It seems thou hast stumbled directly into the domain of Rouxls Kaard, the self-proclaimed Duke of Puzzles who already commands the art of fabricated Early Modern English within the world of Deltarune. If thou art to manifest in every single chapter alongside Kris and Susie, thou must speak with the grandest, most dramatic flair.