And now on a totally unrelated note, a man named Clive awakens from a drunken night out. He wakes up and mutters one phrase “bread time”. After this he eats a whole loaf of bread. The whole thing in one bite. Obviously he is very powerful, and could kill anyone without much effort. He decides its time for him to go to the park.
At the park he does what he normally does, he walks around, takes pictures, and adds more blood to his barry b benson shrine. Normally he uses animal blood, but tonight he was feeling spicy, and decided to get some blood from the ocean. The oceans blood was still red as all blood is. He spread it around the altar in a oiwehfoiwfh fashion. Would he like a calculas? He was asked out of nowhere by hhhhh. Hhhh told him that his time was nearing an end. And that soon he would join the ocean in death. Hhh also told him that although he has a lot of potential he was wasting it. Hh told him that he would be his own demise. After this enlightening conversation, h left Clive at his altar
