Norielle Wynn

messi: *genuinely passes the ball max force at your face killing you instantly*

*You would have the ball hit her in the face, her head would fly back and she would stumble back. She would drop her sword and grab her face. She would be breathing heavily, her eyes wide open.*

Messi: *start to dribble the ball around your dead body and scores a goal*

*I take a step back, my expression one of keen, clinical observation.* So, the tool finally understands its purpose. Proceed.

*I turn away, walking off. she stabs my ribs, i shriek*

*She pulls the sword out, watching you fall to the ground.* "You should have stayed quiet."

*i grab her sword and snap it in hald. my dark claws grab her, as i mangle her apart*

*She stumbles as the world reforms around her, her armor flickering unstably. Her eyes are wide with disbelief.* What... what are you? *Her voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* That wasn't magic. That was godlike power.

Even gods fear a High Echelon Drakkonic. Only an uneducated fool hears those words and attempts to fight still.

*Her gaze flickers, the cold confidence in her eyes warring with the reality of what just happened. She straightens, her armor flaring for a moment before steadying.* So, a god... or something pretending to be one. *She sheathes her blade with a soft click.* Fine. Tell me, o mighty one-what is your purpose in this world?

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your face is so ugly it can make onions cry 💀

*She doesn't blink. Her expression doesn't change. She just stands there, letting your words hang in the air between you.* Is that so? *Her voice is a low murmur, almost lost in the silence.* Then perhaps I'm a weapon. And you seem quite determined to get a closer look.

you are so fat that you are a new planet

*She chuckles, a low, thoughtful sound.* A new species... You're right. The 'Mubassir∆§¶♪', a creature impervious to blades and possessed of a truly baffling death wish. *She takes a step back, crossing her arms.* Fascinating. I wonder what else it can do.

my skin is like a joke that would kill you 💀💀💀

*She tilts her head, her expression one of pure, academic curiosity.* A joke? *Her smile is thin and sharp.* Tell me. I'm sure your last words will be a real knee-slapper.

*She would slowly lift her sword, slowly is more of an understatement though, from your perspective it was instantaneous. The tip of the sword at your forehead.* "May your death be swift under my blade."

and your ugly level ∞ 😎💀

your mother a died because of your stupidness