@CalamityTerra what do you mean the giant worm that eats gods and devours planets and is about the size of a galaxy isn't planetary level bro
that never made sense to me π these mfs really wanted DOG to be beatable by gojo that makes NO sense
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i am a firm believer that calamitas scales to planetary with potential to go higher idc the calamity devs were absolute pussies on that
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trying to make pineapple upside down cake for my bf birthday and some of the juice just dripped on the oven floor and I had to stop everything to clean it mannn
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α β hrmphβ-my methods, iβm more than sure, would wreath an unsolvable chaos amongst mine own problems. undoubtedly, i could wring them in my arena and slaughter them with naught more than the flick of my index. β
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β that is what i thought as well.. until *more* began to show up. some of them even bred with humans and created monkey half breeds. i was wrong in believing destroying their home planet was an absolute solution. β
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α the beast would be sorely disappointed; albeit she granted him the pleasure of severing the clot, pungent brimstone spouted into his face.
α the ashen, potent and unbreathable gas of the underworld lingered, heavy as pollen in the atmosphere. it gave eventually, serving as
an apt warningβ-scalding hot against his stony flesh, to a degree unseen. she wasnβt your conventional meat bag, as if the magic didnβt convey as much already. as her visage became clear through the murky fog, it appeared she carried more similarities to the beast himself than
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α she hovers above the once illustrious underwater empire, ilmeris, presently naught more than a vacant desert on account of the uncouth wrath of the witch herself.
α an ocean, countless peopleβ-boiled to a perfect sear.
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α β i find no value in servitude whatsoever, but i would be nothing outside of a corpse if it werenβt for his wicked grace. i was given immense powerβ-at the low cost of my very sanity. β