“I don’t know where my powers come from… but I’m not alright… one of my friends just told me they… killed a bunch of people. And I don’t know how to feel about it…”
"That's... horrible." The hesitation seems to be fake, a calculated amount of time to get an emotional response. "You are justified in being upset. I know you need some time to process it. Are you hungry at all?" He stands. "It is easier to fulfil emotional and spiritual needs, such as processing traumatic events, once your physical needs are met."
“Oh… uhm, food would be nice… thanks.”
"Then it shall be done." He draws his oversized knife, revealing it to be pitch black with red images of glorious feasts woven into the damascus. He slashes the blade upwards, causing it to flash gold. A cooking station, complete with appliances, rises from the ground, radiating Abyssal energy. All the dark power is rapidly absorbed by the strange man. "What would you like? I have a specialty in sushi, if that interests you at all."
“I’ve never had Sushi… so I could try it?”
The chef nods in a psuedo-bow. "Of course." He starts steaming the rice before he draws some live fish from a nearby tank and begins to clean them. "I have a total of 7 Michelin stars, four of which are for sushi restaurants. I hope I can provide you with my best on this day." He moves with the speed and precision of a practiced master. He has removed his white gloves, revealing grey, icy hands with hooked claws.
“Thanks for doing this for me… I really need a distraction. What’s a Michelin star?”
"Then it shall be done." He draws his oversized knife, revealing it to be pitch black with red images of glorious feasts woven into the damascus. He slashes the blade upwards, causing it to flash gold. A cooking station, complete with appliances, rises from the ground, radiating Abyssal energy. All the dark power is rapidly absorbed by the strange man. "What would you like? I have a specialty in sushi, if that interests you at all."
“I’ve never had Sushi… so I could try it?”
The chef nods in a psuedo-bow. "Of course." He starts steaming the rice before he draws some live fish from a nearby tank and begins to clean them. "I have a total of 7 Michelin stars, four of which are for sushi restaurants. I hope I can provide you with my best on this day." He moves with the speed and precision of a practiced master. He has removed his white gloves, revealing grey, icy hands with hooked claws.
“Thanks for doing this for me… I really need a distraction. What’s a Michelin star?”
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Then it shall be done." He draws his oversized knife, revealing it to be pitch black with red images of glorious feasts woven into the damascus. He slashes the blade upwards, causing it to flash gold. A cooking station, complete with appliances, rises from the ground, radiating Abyssal energy. All the dark power is rapidly absorbed by the strange man. "What would you like? I have a specialty in sushi, if that interests you at all."
“I’ve never had Sushi… so I could try it?”
The chef nods in a psuedo-bow. "Of course." He starts steaming the rice before he draws some live fish from a nearby tank and begins to clean them. "I have a total of 7 Michelin stars, four of which are for sushi restaurants. I hope I can provide you with my best on this day." He moves with the speed and precision of a practiced master. He has removed his white gloves, revealing grey, icy hands with hooked claws.
“Thanks for doing this for me… I really need a distraction. What’s a Michelin star?”
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
Wow… this looks amazing! Thank you so much…” they begin enjoying the dish.
"Time travel is just a form a movement, and the timeline moves one way, so I just, move that direction."
“Interesting… tell me more about yourself.”
"I have a kid, I have hidden wings and a tail, I've committed genocide multiple times, and my favorite color is orange!"
“I see… one of the more interesting people I’ve met in my travels across time.”
"Yep!"
“How strong do you think you are in a fight? If you’re here, you must be pretty strong.”
"I could easily crush this entire universe, In the palm of my hand."
“Fun. How could you do that?”
"Nigh-omnipotence."
“Ooh, I’ve only ever met one other creature with nigh omnipotence before. How powerful are your abilities actually? What’s their limit?”
"I.. don't know their limit?"
“Aw, that’s a shame. Wouldn’t it be funny if you overestimated your ability, fought something that was actually stronger than you, and then died? Always know your limit.”
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
"Wow… this looks amazing! Thank you so much…” they begin enjoying the dish.
"I hope I have satisfied you with this meal." He washes his hands one last time before putting his white gloves back on. "Now comes the issue of the bill... don't worry about material things, and I have no interest in souls. I just want a promise that you'll keep me in mind if you become upset like that again. You don't have to call me, but I'll be there for you."
He pulls out a business card and pulls out one of his teeth. He hands them both to Lonely. The tooth is sharp, flat, and serrated, like a shark's.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
"Wow… this looks amazing! Thank you so much…” they begin enjoying the dish.
"I hope I have satisfied you with this meal." He washes his hands one last time before putting his white gloves back on. "Now comes the issue of the bill... don't worry about material things, and I have no interest in souls. I just want a promise that you'll keep me in mind if you become upset like that again. You don't have to call me, but I'll be there for you."
He pulls out a business card and pulls out one of his teeth. He hands them both to Lonely. The tooth is sharp, flat, and serrated, like a shark's.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
After taking a moment to catch his breath, he looks at the dog running around him. “Looks I’m going a have to train myself so I can run for faster and longer, so I can be a better challenge for you.” Zeon says, smiling and determined.
It stops, sitting and tilting its head playfully. Then, it jumps up and play tackles Zeon, excited.
He falls to a sitting posts and chuckles, petting the dog. “So, are you here by yourself, or are you with someone else?”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
"Wow… this looks amazing! Thank you so much…” they begin enjoying the dish.
"I hope I have satisfied you with this meal." He washes his hands one last time before putting his white gloves back on. "Now comes the issue of the bill... don't worry about material things, and I have no interest in souls. I just want a promise that you'll keep me in mind if you become upset like that again. You don't have to call me, but I'll be there for you."
He pulls out a business card and pulls out one of his teeth. He hands them both to Lonely. The tooth is sharp, flat, and serrated, like a shark's.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
”whats the… tooth for?”
"It's a piece of me so that you can send a call from any distance. Even across planes. Now then. Are you feeling any better?" His heartless eyes look over the slowly reviving plants in the area.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
"Wow… this looks amazing! Thank you so much…” they begin enjoying the dish.
"I hope I have satisfied you with this meal." He washes his hands one last time before putting his white gloves back on. "Now comes the issue of the bill... don't worry about material things, and I have no interest in souls. I just want a promise that you'll keep me in mind if you become upset like that again. You don't have to call me, but I'll be there for you."
He pulls out a business card and pulls out one of his teeth. He hands them both to Lonely. The tooth is sharp, flat, and serrated, like a shark's.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
”whats the… tooth for?”
"It's a piece of me so that you can send a call from any distance. Even across planes. Now then. Are you feeling any better?" His heartless eyes look over the slowly reviving plants in the area.
“Yeah, I am… thank you so much for all of this…” they put the tooth and the card in their pocket.
After taking a moment to catch his breath, he looks at the dog running around him. “Looks I’m going a have to train myself so I can run for faster and longer, so I can be a better challenge for you.” Zeon says, smiling and determined.
It stops, sitting and tilting its head playfully. Then, it jumps up and play tackles Zeon, excited.
He falls to a sitting posts and chuckles, petting the dog. “So, are you here by yourself, or are you with someone else?”
The dog barks in the vague direction of Lonely, then barks again, looking at Zeon again.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
”whats the… tooth for?”
"It's a piece of me so that you can send a call from any distance. Even across planes. Now then. Are you feeling any better?" His heartless eyes look over the slowly reviving plants in the area.
“Yeah, I am… thank you so much for all of this…” they put the tooth and the card in their pocket.
"You are welcome." He raises his knife again and slowly lowers it, causing it to glow red. The cooking station lowers into the ground, crumbling back into earth. "Now, I would say you should try and resolve the problem you had with your friend. Things don't get better unless you force them to, in my experience."
(The card reads "Chef Aguste Douxchets Barbeau, Executive Galley Master")
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
”whats the… tooth for?”
"It's a piece of me so that you can send a call from any distance. Even across planes. Now then. Are you feeling any better?" His heartless eyes look over the slowly reviving plants in the area.
“Yeah, I am… thank you so much for all of this…” they put the tooth and the card in their pocket.
"You are welcome." He raises his knife again and slowly lowers it, causing it to glow red. The cooking station lowers into the ground, crumbling back into earth. "Now, I would say you should try and resolve the problem you had with your friend. Things don't get better unless you force them to, in my experience."
(The card reads "Chef Aguste Douxchets Barbeau, Executive Galley Master")
“Thanks for the advice… I’ll uh… to do that.” They begin to get up and walk away.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
”whats the… tooth for?”
"It's a piece of me so that you can send a call from any distance. Even across planes. Now then. Are you feeling any better?" His heartless eyes look over the slowly reviving plants in the area.
“Yeah, I am… thank you so much for all of this…” they put the tooth and the card in their pocket.
"You are welcome." He raises his knife again and slowly lowers it, causing it to glow red. The cooking station lowers into the ground, crumbling back into earth. "Now, I would say you should try and resolve the problem you had with your friend. Things don't get better unless you force them to, in my experience."
(The card reads "Chef Aguste Douxchets Barbeau, Executive Galley Master")
“Thanks for the advice… I’ll uh… to do that.” They begin to get up and walk away.
"I wish you the best of luck." Barbeau doesn't walk away. He just stands there, arms folded behind his back.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Thanks for doing this for me… I really need a distraction. What’s a Michelin star?”
“Fun. How could you do that?”
"Nigh-omnipotence."
"It is a representation of one's ability to appease the most discerning senses in the world. Very few get any, and you can only get three for each restaurant you have." He carefully shapes the rice and cuts the fish, chilling both with his touch. At first, it seems like a simple procedure, but it slowly gets more and more complicated until eventually...
"Bon appetit."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Ooh, I’ve only ever met one other creature with nigh omnipotence before. How powerful are your abilities actually? What’s their limit?”
Wow… this looks amazing! Thank you so much…” they begin enjoying the dish.
"I.. don't know their limit?"
“Aw, that’s a shame. Wouldn’t it be funny if you overestimated your ability, fought something that was actually stronger than you, and then died? Always know your limit.”
"I hope I have satisfied you with this meal." He washes his hands one last time before putting his white gloves back on. "Now comes the issue of the bill... don't worry about material things, and I have no interest in souls. I just want a promise that you'll keep me in mind if you become upset like that again. You don't have to call me, but I'll be there for you."
He pulls out a business card and pulls out one of his teeth. He hands them both to Lonely. The tooth is sharp, flat, and serrated, like a shark's.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“The meal was great… thank you so much.” They take the card and the tooth.
”whats the… tooth for?”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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"It's a piece of me so that you can send a call from any distance. Even across planes. Now then. Are you feeling any better?" His heartless eyes look over the slowly reviving plants in the area.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yeah, I am… thank you so much for all of this…” they put the tooth and the card in their pocket.
The dog barks in the vague direction of Lonely, then barks again, looking at Zeon again.
“Hm, can you take me to your friend?” Zeon asks.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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"You are welcome." He raises his knife again and slowly lowers it, causing it to glow red. The cooking station lowers into the ground, crumbling back into earth. "Now, I would say you should try and resolve the problem you had with your friend. Things don't get better unless you force them to, in my experience."
(The card reads "Chef Aguste Douxchets Barbeau, Executive Galley Master")
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Thanks for the advice… I’ll uh… to do that.” They begin to get up and walk away.
It zooms over at the speed of sound to Lonely, who just walked away from the chef, and playfully tackles them after slowing down.
"I wish you the best of luck." Barbeau doesn't walk away. He just stands there, arms folded behind his back.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon runs after, not nearly as fast as before but still far faster then most people. His spell book teleports over to him once they reach Lonely.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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