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WHO: this new fucking weed and you

WHERE: the pasture

WHEN: Day 34 HIGH NOON

[ a young man in a black collar and a tattered outfit that looks like something out of a wuxia themed anime is standing in the middle of town and waving people down. he's unarmed, has tattoos of a silver metal that glows like moonlight across his arms and shoulders, and seems friendly! except, uh ]

Hello! Good afternoon! I've come here to prewarn you all that I intend on utterly destroying this community, down to the last child and the last stone of the last standing building, and leaving it a smoking husk incapable of sustaining any civilization, to protect you all from the inevitable march of progress into tyranny.

Only striking me down utterly and without mercy can save you all from this fate.

As a show of good sport, I will invite attempts on my life starting now.

[ for those of you who can sense power levels uhhhhh his power level is high though. ]

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I am the beast. I require destruction with the same urgency as a man dying of thirst requires water.

. . . Ohhhh.

[ ok that makes sense ]

So it don't matter how senseless or cruel or pointless it is, ya just gotta go for it.

Yes! But what I do is not more senseless or cruel than a long reign of a tyrant, for the poorest and the most vulnerable. My teeth and claws are swift; starvation and disease are slow.

Mmhmmh. So how long is this grace period gonna be for.

One year and one day from today.

D'you take requests on order preference.

On order preference? I have traditionally been indiscriminate. Is there some difference the order in which I consume and destroy would make?

Well. . . I'd hate t'get devoured twice, yanno? Gettin' revived just t'get devoured again don't sound like my ideal Friday night.

So my thinking is, if ya kill the pink sheep first, then there won't be any chance of revival when ya go after the rest of us.

Oh, yes, I had factored that in. Naturally the one who can reverse the cycle of life and death should be my first target.

Oh, good. That was my only order preference, so I'm relieved t'hear that.

And naturally, should I be destroyed entirely myself, I will be unable to follow up on my threats.

But that's never happened.

Not once! Though there have certainly been attempts. I have been decapitated, torn to shreds, drowned, boiled, burned, and subjected to all manner of abuse, but alas, my soul clings resiliently to the body.

Ya ever been turned t'dust?

No, although I have been burned to ashes, and some might argue that the difference between dust and ash is not so great.

Has anyone ever gotten close t'gettin' it done? If so, did it feel different t'you?

Edited 2023-09-24 17:20 (UTC)

I have been very close to death many times. But hardly ever in the last six centuries.

What changed?

That's when I became the City-Eating Demon Beast, beyond just being a beast or a monster or moon-mad or anathema.

—Just so I got this straight, ya started destroying everything 600 years ago?

Yes! The three thousand two hundred years before that were spent attempting the opposite.

Damn, you're old.

Just ancient.

You're older'n even dragons . . .

[ . . .

. . .

well, anyway, he laughs ]

So what changed ya?

In a moment of deep anger, I ate something that disagreed with me. I was physically, spiritually, and mentally altered in a way that could not be undone thereafter.