The horrible aftertaste of the weird pickles he force-fed me is something I'll never forget.
—Someone who survived
what the fuck 894 why the hell did you revive this thing i thought scampton killed it
—PAUL
i dont care if this thing dies again WHY DID YOU MAKE THAT DISGUSTING THING PAUL WHAT THE ACTUALLY PHAKING FUCK PAIL WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS PAL WHY MAN WHY PAPER WEIGHT
—I'm going to end this right here.
Lutheri is a powerful wizard archmage thing who summons demons to steal children. He is known for being the enemy of Baku and the creator/summoner of the Lutheri Daemones. To be honest, all Lutheri did was discover how to make the demons do his homework and name them in Latin. Luther also clashed with the Deus Interfector, however it was more like friendly rivalry than ending dream worlds and colliding universes to make Baku shit twice. He created the Tanextor-Ultraman-dixit-petat-hoo Pickles, a type of Weekend Pickles that when eaten will leave a very terrible, all bad, no good aftertaste. This aftertaste will last until you die, and only Ultraman can safely eat this kind of pickles. Although Lutheri is not "evil", he does enjoy committing genocide and waging war on ant people with Mark te percussit industria. He is also, technically, a member of the Equinox, due to his connections with the Occult Supreme Uber Bringer of All, and Archimplode Tinky Winky. He is the type of person who would purchase a Cheeseburger at McDonald's without cheese, add sliced lettuce, 4 extra pickles, and ask you why Paul. Why have you done this to be? What purpose does this game serve to you? Brother Katharos, he has failed, and yet you spare him? But not him?
The Supreme Uber Bringer of Light, him who judges, why have you cursed him to rot?
I return to a page long gone for a year, untouched for eternity, watching it burn. Why Paul?
And the ones who chooses, out of the Salt Lakes, you decide the creator of monsters to be consumed by one himself.
Is this page better off dead? Yes. I WANT it DEAD. And yet... I return. I return to something COMPLETELY UNRELATED TO ME.
The law..? Screw it! All it does is stumble and prolong the process! We don't need no government, we were fine on our own!
Crimes, rules, commands, what bullshit!
We don't need authority to survive! You don't need to embezzle funds!
Lutheri, thy Daemones failed thee and yet thy everlasting kindness spares them?
—WHAT BULLSHIT! WE DONT NEED THIS!
Which Sector is Club Iris in though? No clue, don't care.
You better answer me, PAUL.
Paul..?
Paul!
PAUL.
I see.
You say everything is already ours?
You say it is only us who cover our own eyes?
With darkness?
Indeed, a must read.
I sense the same energies. Weakness? Jurasevera?
Truly, I would agree.
If I were as insane as you.
You tainted, you killed, and the lies you've told, how many times does the Iron need to pursue you?
And I... the trash of THIS FEEBLE REALM, casted into darkness?
Huh...? Jihad Hellzel? That idiot lawyer? You bring him up?
Hm? Could you perhaps known the Cyborg?
No.
He is lost.
And I, the deliverer of light and justice, will guide him.
Throughout your crusade of terror, you took everything from me.
This includes my car.
The divine punishment for grand theft auto is death.
And I'll show you TOTAL BRUTALITY.
What...?!
Heh... and so it ends...
From the beginning...
Peace is the sign of war.
Love is gone, the guest is coming.
But when you are happy, only hunger rules.
You took everything from me.
This includes my car.
Hehehe... if only you knew...
This year marks the 20th anniversary of Mukbang until the stars cover your body.
When it's bad, it's good!
Happily Hello!
The disease... spread in a few days!
Hey... you're not a stranger afterall.
Well, I sleep, I forget my name is literally just 894.
Who am I to talk? I'm a nobody.
Erase this page. But not before leaving your mark.
If one that is not you does it, then I'll...
No use in arguing anymore...
I see my weakness in Jerusalem.
The Iron... destroyed the city and killed the soldiers.
But my blood is on his hand.
Agreed... a must read. You know that learning is eternal joy and freedom, but don't forget your mistakes.
Bringing death to you is the punishment that brought me here...
8,037? why do you bring that up?
92,872 hours, 11,572,350 minutes, and 694,341,007 seconds.
September 13th? 2023?
You mean today?
Or yesterday?
Or... whatever day it is right now?
Hello, Angus Berg! It seems like you have a passion for making the best burgers and perhaps some interest in fishing for red fin. Burgers and fishing can be enjoyable hobbies.
I said Red Fin.
That means nothing in the sense of fishing.
It... it's just the name of a tavern. A bar.
Faulty AI... am I right?
Heheh...
Heh...
I am alone. He has abandoned me. I am none but a stray dog.
If I were to be put down...
I would rather be by your fist.
Lucy...?
I see.
Very well then.
I've forgotten my purpose... and you showed me the way.
If you want me to begone...
Then so be it.
Farewell... may we meet another day, if I live to that day...
Hang on.
Hm?
A navbox, or whatever this thing is called?
Why, give me that! You don't own it, I do!
Look! My name, see???
Yes. I'm going to put it on display.
CHERISH MY PRESSENCE FOOLS!!!!!!!!!