One Punch Man Meets His Match

I materialize in my chosen immortal form in front of Saitama from One Punch Man. ‘The Fist That Has Turned Against God’ swallows hard knowing how much trouble he’s now in. I look at him with a plain face.

“You look like a retarded crash test dummy.”

Saitama doesn’t respond to my evaluation of his appearance. I continue to address the false super hero.

“Your untalented faggot creator isn’t going to get you out of this mess, Saitama. You’re in serious deep shit.”

Saitama remains silent. I exhale a sigh of boredom & signal with a hand for One Punch Man to attack me.

“Let’s see this shitty gimmick of yours.”

Saitama winds up & punches me in the face, breaking his hand in the process. I don’t feel a thing. Japanese Superman grabs his wrist & screams in excruciating pain. I give Siatama a soft bonk on his forehead with my fist. Saitama’s head explodes like a jelly filled balloon. ‘The Fist That Has Turned Against God’ shits & pisses in his super hero outfit with furious force then collapses to the ground in an unimpressive lump. I send a telepathic message to the creator of One Punch Man.

Tomohiro, your unfunny, no talent, bitch boi butt is in even more trouble than your shitty super hero Saitama. See your faggot ass in Hell real soon.