Dear Santa,
This year I have a favor to ask you and it involves Demyx. I need more power. Why you ask because I need the power to blow Demyx off a cliff and watch his body fall until it crushes into the ground. I want to do this because Demyx dumped water on me that one time and ruined my hair. I know you may think I hold grudges but I could care less what you think. This is gonna work like a drug deal ok Santa. You will supply me with the power and in return instead of giving you money I let you live. Then as I use the new powers you turn the other cheek and pretend to see nothing. If you don't grant me my wish the wind might accidentally knock you off of the roof tonight.
-Xaldin