Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26896434-20160407105739/@comment-26814804-20160427023923

"Hmm... let's figure this out, shall we? You've got about fifty of those SOULS... and the humans you got them from must have committed Genocide for you to get them, so they had to have had 20 LOVE at least, and assuming an average of 20 LOVE, you've got 1,000 LOVE right there in those SOULS... so... in short... I'm fucked if I don't do something right now. Well, how about this?"

Iram stepped forward, and glared at Chara with indescribable rage, until a blood vessel in his eye actually popped, staining the eye red with blood.

When he spoke again, his voice had completely changed. Whereas before he had simply been an enraged punk, he was now nothing more than rage itself.

"Seeing your worthless attacks fall to the sidelines-"

He slashed with his sword, cutting the beams out of the air without much effort.

"It fills me with... fuck it, you and I both know I don't have DETERMINATION anymore. Just anger. And this sword. Get ready, Chara. Genocide ends here!"