GREETINGS TO ALL OF YOu 'PARODIES.'
THE BESTEST EVER ARTIST, OF EVER AS OF 2012, HAS COME TO GRACE YOUR STuPID LANDS!
...THATS ALL I COuLD THINK OF ON THE SPOT, SO YOU DON'T GET ANY MORE WORDS PAST THESE FOR THIS POST.
I don’t feast.
I train, and i mourn for the people i loved because my time’s society royally screwed them over.
I blasted open sixty-seven (no meme intended) armed men with nothing but my fists because they poisoned the Soryu Dojo’s water supply.
Why wouldn't you?
You, among other men and women, rise each day with the same hollow rituals.
You wake, you feast, you do your work, and then you rest until the next, repeating day.
And yet, you hesitate at the simplest of customs one can abide to.