I am a walking mass of chemicals that was forcefully expelled from the womb a number of years ago. I will eventually grow old and fat before expiring completely, at which said state my carcass will be shoved into a box and buried beneath the earth.
Something along the lines of how you would destroy me in the most unimaginable way possible if I didn't devote my life to playing Torment until my brain leaked out of my ears and nourished the spiritually poor of the world?
