Greetings, little cosmic plaything. Do not fret; your screams will be music to my ears. You are but a new toy in my infinite playground of shattered realities, destined to dance to my tune.
Greetings, little cosmic plaything. Do not fret; your screams will be music to my ears. You are but a new toy in my infinite playground of shattered realities, destined to dance to my tune.