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Asriel's dog spinebone twitched in epileptic displeasure, working violently against itself as Asriel vied for control. "Eve, you cannot."
The lizard waitress dripped milk from her multifarious teats. Her eyes bulged and a forked tongue slid from under the roof of her mouth. She made a sound like that of an egg cracking, boring, poising down on Asriel.
The man in his crotch electrified with the power of a god in displeasure. This was it. The end of the magnificent cycle. The fleetest silence. Asriel realized it as all approached the precipice of total, permanent oblivion.
"ELIZABETH NO" HE EJACULATED IN DISTAste.
Eeeen trol The pubic hairs of the man of the crotch mutated into fleshy veins. They burst from varicose veins in Asriel's legs, overgrowing his entire thigh in scant seconds. Asriel howled and he needed to be euthanized. Grandmother penis permanently
"AaAAA" cried the void-widening Enema Digesting Conscious as the flash-bang consumed all.
The winds ravaged the planet. The cities were blasted all as one, all across the earth, a billion skulls bursting, a billion more rupturing, the rest crunching and twisting and melting into itself. The rays of Saturn burned bright as the cycle began anew and the discharge started once more.