“Boy?” Jeffx sneered. “You dare to call me boy! I am the son of seraph and demon and also human! I am the cold assassin, I appear from the shadows of darkness and strike out of nowhere —my victims do not even see me coming before my blade claims them in the name of the dark! My power is unimaginable by any human imagination! There is no one stronger, no one faster, no one possibly more badass than I am! I am the ultimate! I am the strongest! I am the fastest! I am the most badass! I am the ultimate—”
His speech went on for quite a while. For space’s sake, we shall present the abbreviated version.
“—I am the ultimate opponent! Prepare to bow before me, you pathetic whelps, for I am the terror that flaps in the night! I... am… JEFFIROTH!” Jeffx-turned-Jeffiroth screamed dramatically.
“JEFFIROTH!” echoed the trained opera choir in the background.
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