As our demonic allies surged into battle alongside our undead forces, I couldn't help but marvel at the sheer absurdity of it all. "Who needs therapy when you've got an endless supply of demons to unleash on your enemies?" I mused aloud, earning a chuckle from Death.
I raised an eyebrow, feigning interest as I leaned casually against the armrest of my throne. "Ah, but that's where you're mistaken, my dear friend," I replied, my tone oozing with mock sincerity. "You see, I thrive on the impossible. It's my bread and butter, my raison d'être (reason for being). And besides, where's the fun in life if there aren't a few impossible obstacles to overcome?"
I couldn't help but smirk at his audacity. "Impossible? My dear fellow, impossible only means it hasn't been done yet, and you know me—I'm a professional at breaking those impossible odds," I retorted, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
I shot him a mock-serious look. "Of course, Ulbert. First, we conquer Nazarick. Then, the world!" I declared dramatically, eliciting a chuckle from him.
With all these powerful artifacts at my disposal, I can't help but feel like a true overlord of Nazarick. But, of course, with great power comes great responsibility... and a lot of paperwork.
"I may prefer flying solo, but I also know when to step up for the greater good," I replied, a hint of amusement in my voice. "And besides, this dungeon is too good an opportunity to pass up. We need to approach it with a solid plan if we want to succeed."
{Doombringer}, A red giant two-handed sword with a fiery red surface, adorned with intricate engravings depicting scenes of battle and flames dancing along its edge.
I nodded in agreement, reaching into my inventory and selecting the {Doombringer}, the magnificent sword forged by Grimgar, the skilled Dwarf of Nidavellir.
But I do have one worry. As wrath is one of the most dangerous emotions, I don't know how I, being the embodiment of rage, will turn out when this body becomes real.
One particular lyric that stood out to me was, "WD-40, the pro lubricant, you can come and go without fear of child support. If it's loose, you can screw it tight." It's both humorous and thought-provoking, highlighting the practical aspects of lubrication while also touching on the freedom and control it offers.
"You can achieve anything you set you mind to. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Tsunade said to the boy with a smile, with Nagato then embracing her.
So there I was, frantically double-checking my gear and muttering prayers to RPGesus, hoping for a critical hit on my luck stat. Because in a game where one wrong move could mean respawning at the nearest checkpoint, you bet your virtual butt I wasn't taking any chances.
So there I was, frantically double-checking my gear and muttering prayers to RPGesus, hoping for a critical hit on my luck stat. Because in a game where one wrong move could mean respawning at the nearest checkpoint, you bet your virtual butt I wasn't taking any chances.