Invincible (A Deal With the Devil)

“Forsooth! Herald Sir Pantsshittith! Fair day, sir!”

“Forsooth, I can only wish I could repeat the pleasantry, Duke Fartsington, but it hath not been a faireth day for me.”

“Forsooth, Sir Pantsshittish, howith canith thatith beith?”

“Sire, I haveith developed feelingsith forith a, well, a peasant.”

“Say not!”

“Say I will. A pleasant peasant, but a peasant nonetheless.”

“Butith that willith sully thine bloodline! That won’tith suitith your heritageith! That is, dareith I say, obscene!”

“You speak no lies, Duke, but—””

(a metric fuckton of boulders collapses on the entire world and kills the fucking shit out of everyone)

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