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His hopes...
His dreams...
Dashed away by the cruel hand fate had dealt Roy.
"WHYYYYYYYYYY?!!!?" Roy bawled, Sorrow lining every part of his cry
"WHY CURSE ME TO SUCH A TANTALISING, TEASING EXISTENCE? O FATE, THY CRUEL NATURE HAST STRUCK AGAIN!!!"
The horrid weight of the truth sank Roy to his knees, hiss shoulders shaking with such a burden...
But he knew, that he should, nay, MUST go on, and find some Donuts of his own, so that he may love and cherish them so that one day his children would not have to suffer such a fate themselves...
With rwsolve in is heart, and determination in his eyes, Roy strode off.
"I shall find some Donuts to call my own! I hope you all will lead happy lives, this quest may take years, decades even to accomplish, but I will SUCCEED!"