What the f**k did you just f**king say about me, you mere object? I’ll have you know I personally struck down King Minos, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Sisyphean Insurrectionists, and I have over 300 confirmed P-ranks.
I am trained in angelic warfare and I’m the Righteous Hand Of The Father. You are nothing to me but just another error to be corrected. I will wipe you the f**k out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in Hell, mark my f**king words.
You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, f**ker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of Virtues across the layer of Greed and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, you insignificant f**k. The storm that rectifies the crime of your existence. You’re f**king dead, machine. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands.
Not only am I extensively trained in katana combat, but I have access to the entirety of God’s Divine Grace and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of Hell, you ungodly mistake. If only you could have known what Holy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your f**king tongue.
But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you worthless pile of scrap. I will shit the Will of God all over you and you will drown in it.
You’re f**king dead, machine.
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