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"Flesh does not equal perfection. I'm nowhere near perfect. If anything, I'm a wreck half the time, really."
Richard chuckles a bit.

"Being created doesn't make you a thing. And if it did I'd be sorely disappointed in your self-esteem."
Richard's anger is abating. It didn't get much of a chance to surface anyway.


"And what makes you think I came to terms with my truth?"

I have the Rockstar Corvander and Groupie Skellies skin.

Funny when Corvander nails you with a flying guitar.

Even funnier when an enemy goes down to groupies.

Albrecht snaps his fingers, chuckling.

The flour bag, and the dust on Meme from it, disappear.
"Albrecht here was just talking about his cookery and illusion skills."

Richard pokes his head in.
"You forgot this, Conny."
He tosses her some flags saying "WillxStella FOREVAH" and runs off.

The Albrechts all frown.
"We resent that! Guess who's not getting an ice cream then?"
All of them vanish in a purple flash.


Thera....doesn't reveal him, because he isn't anywhere nearby.

There is.

A large knife in his chest, and blood everywhere.

And,...wait what?

Albrecht is also hanging upside down from the chandelier, with a monkeys tail, eating a banana.

And he's also reading a book, behind Meme.

And walking out of the kitchen.

Gloooooomps!