[Queenmin again, Just reposting a post I *Already made* so I don't gotta just copy and paste it here.]

There is only a singular Lemurian who has the ability to shoot lasers. They are Providence's favourite of their creations in regards to Lemurians. Anyone knows Providence's true love however was to his worms. Something that I don't fully understand thanks to the Lunar Corruption running through me.

You are welcome. Also do note that they enjoy creating songs, though their language is, well, unique to say the least. They also can breathe fire and are known to spit fireballs at things they find hostile. I wish you happiness with your partner. If you need help with the Lemurian, let me know.

You are welcome. Lemurians are not too hard to care for, in truth. They often can handle their own so long as they're not thrown into fights against creatures more dangerous than them.

I was passing through, and overheard talk of a wedding.

Once again I'll be forced to endure being near you and that Vulture, too. The thought of it disgusts me, but I shall endure for the sake of not ruining a celebration.

I would like to witness this "wedding" as well.

Very well. I'm sure we'll find each other once more, when either of us becomes lost in darkness.

Very Well, I shall gather the items required, then.

...Only if I get to have a picture with the oversized rodent of worship.

As I was made in your bother's image, and I have also bested you before, I feel that would be a greater hit on your disgusting pride more than any other, given how much of a mockery you find my existence to be.

I shall not be silenced for speaking the truth. You should return to tending to that new moon you gaze down upon your better half's creations from, lest more of his creations come to best you yet again.

I shall not return to the Prime Meridian, for I have more important matters to attend to.

And yet those also have fallen to the hands of those you scorn, some even besting you as I have.

I do not use a "Sword". I use a club. Also I broke much more than that on my way to your hiding place.

I was not being a 'butt'. The very means of my creation was sabotaged to make sure I would be flawed.

Very Well, creature of Amber, I shall call upon you should I find myself in need of assistance.

You are welcome.

I was created in another's image to be a guardian. Though thanks to the involvement of the individual on the bottom, I was looked down on as a disappointment. I shall forge a new path and come to those who call out in the darkness.