of the choir of 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.
understand this, trunks. until i watch the life leave your eyes... until every drop of blood is squeezed out of your body...
i refuse to die. i refuse to falter in my plans for a clean, and ultimately grateful multiverse.
you will never know another day of peace, for as long as i am around.
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understand this, trunks. until i watch the life leave your eyes... until every drop of blood is squeezed out of your body...
i refuse to die. i refuse to falter in my plans for a clean, and ultimately grateful multiverse.
you will never know another day of peace, for as long as i am around.
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yet, the most atrocious fact that drives me to wretch, trunks. . . is that you continue to mingle with the threads of time with those damned "time patrollers."
believing that corporatizing what is viewed as a crime makes it any less of a crime is precisely in your wheelbarrow.
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yet, the most atrocious fact that drives me to wretch, trunks. . . is that you continue to mingle with the threads of time with those damned "time patrollers."
believing that corporatizing what is viewed as a crime makes it any less of a crime is precisely in your wheelbarrow.
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though, in that regard, i guess i can't be too surprised. you filthy saiyans are known for your vanity and blatant neglect; it's no surprise your numbers were dwindled down to a handful.
in that, beerus the destroyer has a modicum of my respect.
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though, in that regard, i guess i can't be too surprised. you filthy saiyans are known for your vanity and blatant neglect; it's no surprise your numbers were dwindled down to a handful.
in that, beerus the destroyer has a modicum of my respect.
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you believe your world is truly at peace? that your universe ticks on without war? without discourse? or do you only consider the tiny bubble in which you and your pathetic friends inhabit 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍?
postulating your pride in striking me down, while turning a blind eye to the world.
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you believe your world is truly at peace? that your universe ticks on without war? without discourse? or do you only consider the tiny bubble in which you and your pathetic friends inhabit 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍?
postulating your pride in striking me down, while turning a blind eye to the world.
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. . . 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒔.
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. . . 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒔.
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