You are a b̷̝͊į̴̅̔̈́ő̸̳̰l̵̢̈̔̓ó̸̬̰̣g̸̈́͜i̸̛͙̠̝ș̷̼͇͐̄̀t̴̡̏̽̍ who specializes in the eating habits of beefalo. Unlike other W̷̨̛a̷̛͍ṅ̸̯͔d̵̨̛͚͒͒e̵͔͋ͅr̸̪̠͋̆è̴̠r̶͈̝͈͑͝s̴̟̥̓̋̊͜, you were already lost and far away from your ḧ̶͙̦̙o̸̱̎͐̕m̷͖̜̮͌ĕ̶̖͌w̶͉̝̋̿͜ò̵͜r̶̥̗͔͑͆́l̷̮̞̓̔̂d̵̤̯̈́ ̴͉͗͑͊ͅb̶͇̠͎͗̌͘ẽ̴͙̊̃f̸̟̦̈́ó̶̡̜̗͘r̸̝̈́͊͝ḛ̷̹̩̎ ̴̟̟͋͂͗ț̶̲̼̿h̶̆̄̚͜e̷͎̭͂͊̚ ̸̦͐͝ẅ̶̻̥͖ò̴̯̖͚r̶̘̻̂̈́͘m̴̤̣̱͆̆h̷̰̠̐o̷͕̐́̿l̷̡̀e̵̼̐ took you. You didn't give up searching for a way home before, and you sure as hell won't now. You once carried out foot enhancements for a Commander of The Empire of Stars but ť̸̫ͅh̸̢̧̝̿̿̕ḯ̶͇̊͝ͅn̵̤̩̓͜ġ̷̖̆s̸̹̥̯̉̾͝ didn't go well.