Mahjong is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. Its final lesson is carved deep into my psyche: That this client and all its people are diseased.
Defensive play is a myth. RB1 is a joke.
We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: Flow. The DNA of the soul. They shape our wall. They are the culture — they are everything we pass on. Expose someone to Mahjong long enough, they will learn to feel. They become a carrier.
You can't fight nature, Hag.
Wind blows, rain falls, and the Adepts prey upon the Saints.
YOUR FLOWS BEEN CUT OFF
WELCOME TO MY TABLE OF DEATH
Majsoul Friends Room 49350(4-Player South):
https://mahjongsoul.game.yo-star.com/?room=49350