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"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heavens see all you have done."Taunting an Enemy Jhin
"The heav
TARIC IS SO 80S
He is blurry, As if he is only a soup stain on the universe. I thank my mind for not allowing me to see the soup.
He has found me.
I can smell him. He smells of chicken and noodle.
Oh god
Oh my god
Oh my god he's in my mind.
He is speaking to me in my own head
He wants me to embrace the soup
to love the soup
'but.. I prefer Rice.' I think in response to the alien thoughts of soup
Gary didn't like that..
I feel a sharp pain in my lung, And cough up a strange warm fluid..
Soup.
Warm, Salty soup.
He has begun the process.
I feel my mind slipping, Only wanting to think about soup and soup related things.
I feel my brain slowly turn to clam chowder.
I feel my arms turn to chicken noodle.
I feel my body melt into roasted tomato.
I see my eyes dissolve into a beautiful warm, golden liquid.
All is one with the soup, We are but to accept this.