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do you wish to
1:Enhance family and sexual and friendship based relations( instantly by 4 times)
2: Multiply all food for this years harvest by 10 worldwide
3:1000 dollars U.S instantly in everyones pocket along with a wipe of all december bills(World wide)
4:Instantly reduce(not heal) all and any kind of illness & injury by half world wide
5: Immunity to pain and discomfort from cold weather or objects for 10 years
~https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDV8fH_nwbs
~ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aia1QLWHaA8
One finds himself on a decrepit space station
Trudging through ghastly cold corridors
And encountering hermaphroditic creatures
Driven mad by their own excess
The pangs of hunger, He suffers from
Are only substantiated by the foodstuffs of sugary corn syrup
And fatty processed Soy product.
In the pits of despair
A single voice rings out with a subtle yet harsh static
It is the voice of a friend, one that has always been there for him in the past
During those harsh and lonely times
The friend of many forms, but all too familiarly just the same
Beckon’d away from his fear of loneliness, despair,
and of being doomed to such a grisly predicament
He set off with a flame of hope and a resignation
That this is the only hope he has left
His tired, aching body, given away to bionic transmutation
Clings to the door of his friends office, and falls to a nearby wall
Flickering on the screen, he see her, as she had always been
Surely, this mere ai, can be my friend
“And so you came, yet unfortunately for you”
“Things are just.. not what they seem”
The face flickers off, the image burnt slightly into the screen
A maddening cackle hums and fills the air
The walls collapse all around him, revealing bigger screens
Than the tiny one that was in front
Hideous pale faces and colored ones too, all contort around the him.
The figures settle into a single image, too distraught to react
Our ill-fated hero looks into the monsters completely inhuman eyes
It’s mouth opens agape and utters this horrifying phrase
“I am Soyjak”