I am going to CRUNCH you into zettabytes.
"It’s good to know your voice still resembles the festive bells during the holiday season. I have so dearly missed you.”
Upon hearing the frail, familiar voice address him, shivers were instantly sent down his spine. AN INVERSE MATRIX?! The reaper was tempted to let loose a primal, banshee howl of sorts before catching himself. Senseless numbers surged throughout his fractured mind as his golden hues intensified, immediately reaching for his given bb gun. Without further hesitation, the Grim Heaper swiftly let loose a few rounds, declaring loudly.
“FOIL: First, Outer, Inner, Last - I will NOT end up last this time!!”
< The concept of an EXPIRY DATE in GENERAL is a pathetic concept. HUMANS, in and of themselves, are MISERABLE beings. Bonds? Who needs them. Live alone with your HOBBIES and you're just PEACHY. >
"Heh, from the looks of it, you probably know the concept of expiry dates all too well, considering as though I know you’re not exactly ‘human’. After all, I’m not getting much of a vibe from you aside from that bright metallic glow. So let me ask you this - what the factor are you, radian?”
< Families aren't important because they all DIE in the end anyway. >
< It's a PATHETIC human CONCEPT. >
"Family may be a zetta stupid concept, but so goes the concept of human life, n factorial. Flawed, imperfect beings who have an expiration date. Still, doesn’t make anything less poignant. Bonds are naturally formed. ‘Tis the reason why I enjoy living the life of a loner."