So, we have a scrap metal walking about. Heh, reminds me one of Dr. Eggman's little toys. So simple to break, so easy to dispose. With or with out my power, that toy would be at my mercy.
This place continues to grow less amusing, especially when the Gods decide to play their games. This time, I didn't fall into their trap. Other people on the other hand...were not so fortunate.
I can feel the chaos energy running through my veins. Heh...[pausing here for a moment, closing a fist here feeling the grasp he missed o-so-long, yeah he's smirking here]