Making the fight a matter of aggressively hard focusing one angel at a time when the base form is entirely about playing it safe and dividing up the work is fucking genius and I loved every second of it.

I know I'm busy critiquing the apparent lack of empathy on display by a group I'm more or less suggesting is comprised of an Earth's worth of massive crybabies, but you gotta understand how much endless frustration has been building up in my soul for years with you fucking dweebs. Get a life.

I've often described my experience as being born onto a planet where everyone is a member of the same cult and lack the necessary empathy to grasp the mentality or positions of those outside of the cult, so perhaps I've just been poisoned by bitterness from years of arguing with amorous brick walls.

Shoutouts to Sikanto