Well thank you gnome man, but I would still like to eat your existence
I cast FUCK OFF!
I’m a skull, you cant turn something off I can’t do! BE EATEN
Fuck Off is like a fus ru dah
That’s gibberish, look gnome, just, get in my mouth, get eaten, then shatter me or something, you took my body, I’m not even eligible for the skeleton army because I’m just a skull, you can give me the pleasure of consuming a gnome.
Are you sure about that? Are you even aware where I am? Do you know where I reside? I know what’s in your beard, I know what you did gnomish. I. Know.
You don’t know shit, and if you know what’s good for you, you will shut up
No gnomish, if you know what’s good for you, you will get in my mouth and Be. Eaten.
You don’t understand what I can do
I know very well what you can do gnomish, I know what you have done, I know what you will do.
But we both know that what you wish to do is something even you know not to do.
So be. Consumed. Before it is too late gnomish.
Before it happens.
That’s a key detail you got wrong. What I truly wish to do will never come to fruition, I know that. But I will not fade gently into the tomes of history.
You won’t fade, you will re exist, different but same, same but different, you will be the gnomish bastard and you will be no one, you will be no one and you will be the gnomish bastard, you will exist yet not exist, you will not exist yet you will.
Consumption is merely a way to start, not to end
Consumption is merely a way to end, not to start
There is one difference between the choices, there is no difference between the choices.
Existence is fragile gnomish and sometimes that existence has to stop for people. Like you.
History will be no more, nor future, but as you wish, you will be left alone gnomish, may you regret your choices and be happy.
None of that makes any sense, the answer is still no.
Good luck killing them, gnomus wizardus, may you never find rest.