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aren’t you a little too immature for having 2 wives, children, a mansion, and god powers? why can’t you just stay dead? so cocky just because he has a ton of weapons. you suck, straight up. i can snap your neck like a twig in two seconds. you’re way too old for the job. get back in the coffin, gramps. complete wacko. imagine being such a nobody that your own robot is more popular than you…; …what the hell are you? …who? for someone named after their planet’s species, you kinda suck. good for nothing piece of scrap, no wonder you were shut down. i literally cannot tell what your motives are, and they should honestly stay that way. absolutely pathetic. so, let’s just talk for a sec here. basically, let’s say you decide to go to a restaraunt. you take off your coat, and everyone sees your gingerbread arm. now, someone is going to ask. and when you tell them the entire story, they won’t believe you. it’s just too absurd. they’ll probably throw you in the loony bin. so, basically, you’re inside the loony bin, and some demented guy walks up to you. and he tries eating your arm. even though his teeth are breaking, he persists. and you’re stuck with this guy eating your arm for the rest of your life. didn’t you just disappear? you’re honestly better off that way. “oh, now i’m happy! now i’m depressed! now i’m mad!” now, you should stick with something. how many goddamm forms do you have?? 🟦; i hate you. no, seriously. kys. you look annoying as hell. oh, what i wouldn’t give to crush your miniscule blue face under the weight of an african elephant’s foot. just some of collector’s robot daughters he needed because he’s too antisocial to have real kids. you think you’re funny, mr. funny guy? you think so? your ass can’t be talking when you eat soap. 3/10 swordfighting skills. holy- why are you so pale? get some damn sun; how many times have you fought a kauji that’s much more powerful than you and somehow won? i have lost count. i somehow feel some form of sympathy towards you. you have my respect. for someone with the power of destruction, you don’t really know how to destroy your terrible looks. what the hell do you even hunt? i’ll get you someday. for something bearing the responsibility of keeping everything in this universe alive, you’re sorta young. who? little mr. gas mask… wouldn’t it be a shame if i took that mask? then everyone hunting you would know who you are. and your life would be ruined. yes, it’s be quite a shame…; you inkperials are getting in the way of some of my plans, but you’re honestly way below my pay grade. a shame you’ve been gone for quite a while. i just… i just want to dissect you and find out how you work. you’re also a complete wacko.