I materialize in my chosen immortal form behind a supposed nobleman who was sword fighting against a feminine entity while I slept. I stab the pompous piece of shit through his throat with my katana, piercing his spine in the process. Blood gushes from his mouth as he stands still & writhes in pain feeling my pure, unadulterated hatred for him.
"Not so fun getting stabbed. Is it, bitch boi?"
Horror & dismay fill his eyes at realization of the line he has just crossed with me.
"Get ready to suffer unspeakable pain, faggot. Katie isn't going to protect you from my wrath. Neither is cheating or manipulating my perception while I dream."
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