[Level 13, my comfort zone.]
A man with his 6 foot 5 muscles approached me, a star tattoo, the is real illuminate kind, in his clean shaved sides of his head, a dark tattoo of ink around his eyes, and lips, taught him to fight me by showing him 1000+ simulations to kill me and eat me and be cursed with my life to destroy humanity, absolute satanism to kill me.
He was met with a version of him, equally reciprocated, who beat his ass, and he failed to fight me.
