p id="docs-internal-guid-49b410be-7fff-cd69-b33c-c6d6d452491b" dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" /spanspan style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Poyo!", said Kirby, forcing the hunk of raw iron he called a sword straight through God's hardened muscles like an unstoppable force meeting a not quite immovable object. God let out an ear shattering scream of agony, instantly destroying all glass in the world before exploding into a burst of light. Hungry for more world-ending power, Kirby inhaled the light into his black hole of a stomach, rendering the universe completely devoid of light. Cloaked in the darkness of the ruined universe, Kirby swallowed God. In the absence of the previous creator, there needed to be some replacement for the recently felled deity. That replacement was none other than the pink puffball, Kirby. The new God of the universe opened his mouth to declare his omnipotence. "Checkmate, Christians."/span/p