Aether, holding a sword to a mushroom: Tell me the name of the god that took my sister you fungal piece of shit Mushroom: 

Aether, holding a sword to a mushroom: Tell me the name of the god that took my sister you fungal piece of shit

Mushroom: Can you feel your heart burning? Can you feel the struggle within? The fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. You cannot kill me in a way that matters.

Aether, pressing the sword in harder: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

Paimon, watching: Hey, what the FUCK does this mean

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