“I loved him. Past tense. I hate him. Present tense.” “They started it. It’s only fair I finish it, now isn’t it?” “You wanted a villain, didn’t you?” “It seems I’m the only one who fits the role.” “I most definitely bite.” “H3|| was nice… but /this/! This is a bit more my style.” “H-hey! Don’t /pet/ me!” “My master died… a long time ago. I’m searching for a new one. Why? I’m incomplete without them.” “You’re not really “master material” *le back pat* “Maybe next time, mate.” “HAHAHAHHA~ no. It’s not that I /hate/ you! I just want to tear your muscles apart, slowly and mercilessly, and throw them in a pot, only to rip your heart from your chest, carve it open, spill its contents into the pot as well and eat the skin, then carefully shape your head into the perfect bowl with my claws, pour the pot’s contents inside, and mix it up with your gums!”
